Added to mix
|
|
@ -6,9 +6,40 @@ date: 1999-05-24
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 8
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/bjork-all-is-full-of-love.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
Lyrics go here.
|
||||
You’ll be given love
|
||||
You’ll be taken care of
|
||||
You’ll be given love
|
||||
You have to trust it
|
||||
|
||||
Maybe not from the sources
|
||||
You have poured yours
|
||||
Maybe not from the directions
|
||||
You are staring at
|
||||
|
||||
Twist your head around
|
||||
It’s all around you
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
All around you
|
||||
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
You just ain’t receiving
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
Your phone is off the hook
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
Your doors are all shut
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
|
||||
All is full of love, all is full of love
|
||||
All is full of love, all is full of love
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
All is full of love, all is full of love
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
All is full of love
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,9 +6,25 @@ date: 1997-05-21
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 9
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/radiohead-ok-computer.jpg"
|
||||
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
Lyrics go here.
|
||||
I will stop, I will stop at nothing
|
||||
Say the right things when electioneering
|
||||
Trust I can rely on your vote
|
||||
When I go forwards you go backwards
|
||||
And somewhere we will meet
|
||||
When I go forwards you go backwards
|
||||
And somewhere we will meet
|
||||
|
||||
Riot shields, voodoo economics
|
||||
It’s just business, cattle prods and the IMF
|
||||
Trust I can rely on your vote
|
||||
When I go forwards you go backwards
|
||||
And somewhere we will meet
|
||||
When I go forwards you go backwards
|
||||
And somewhere we will meet
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,27 +6,26 @@ date: 1979-12-14
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 10
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/the-clash-london-calling.jpeg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
Spanish songs in Andalucía
|
||||
The shooting site in the days of '39
|
||||
The shooting site in the days of ’39
|
||||
Oh, please, leave the ventana open
|
||||
Federico Lorca is dead and gone
|
||||
Bullet holes in the cemetery walls
|
||||
The black cars of the Guardia Civil
|
||||
Spanish bombs on the Costa Rica
|
||||
I'm flyin' in on a DC 10 tonight
|
||||
I’m flyin’ in on a DC-10 tonight
|
||||
|
||||
[Chorus]
|
||||
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
|
||||
Yo te acuerda oh, mi corazón
|
||||
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
|
||||
Yo te acuerda oh mi corazón
|
||||
|
||||
[Verse 2]
|
||||
Spanish weeks in my disco casino
|
||||
The freedom fighters died upon the hill
|
||||
They sang the red flag, they wore the black one
|
||||
|
|
@ -34,39 +33,27 @@ After they died it was Mockingbird Hill
|
|||
Back home the buses went up in flashes
|
||||
The Irish tomb was drenched in blood
|
||||
Spanish bombs shatter the hotels
|
||||
My señorita's rose was nipped in the bud
|
||||
See rock shows near Lancaster
|
||||
Get tickets as low as $44
|
||||
You might also like
|
||||
Rudie Can’t Fail
|
||||
The Clash
|
||||
London Calling
|
||||
The Clash
|
||||
Jimmy Jazz
|
||||
The Clash
|
||||
[Chorus]
|
||||
My señorita’s rose was nipped in the bud
|
||||
|
||||
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
|
||||
Yo te acuerda oh, mi corazón
|
||||
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
|
||||
Yo te acuerda oh mi corazón
|
||||
|
||||
[Verse 3]
|
||||
The hillsides ring with "Free the people"
|
||||
Or can I hear the echo from the days of '39?
|
||||
The hillsides ring with “Free the people”
|
||||
Or can I hear the echo from the days of ’39?
|
||||
With trenches full of poets, the ragged army
|
||||
Fixin' bayonets to fight the other line
|
||||
Fixin’ bayonets to fight the other line
|
||||
Spanish bombs rock the province
|
||||
I'm hearin' music from another time
|
||||
I’m hearin’ music from another time
|
||||
Spanish bombs on the Costa Brava
|
||||
I'm flyin' in on a DC 10 tonight
|
||||
I’m flyin’ in on a DC-10 tonight
|
||||
|
||||
[Chorus]
|
||||
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
|
||||
Yo te acuerda oh mi corazón
|
||||
Spanish bombs, yo te quiero infinito
|
||||
Yo te acuerda oh, mi corazón
|
||||
|
||||
[Outro]
|
||||
Oh, mi corazón
|
||||
Oh, mi corazón
|
||||
Spanish songs in Andalucía
|
||||
|
|
|
|||
|
|
@ -5,8 +5,36 @@ album: "Energy"
|
|||
date: 1989-05-28
|
||||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 11
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/operation-ivy-energy.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
I know things are getting tougher
|
||||
When you can’t get the top off the bottom of the barrel
|
||||
The wide-open road to my future now
|
||||
Is looking fuckin’ narrow
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know nothing
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know nothing
|
||||
|
||||
We get told to decide
|
||||
Just like as if I’m not gunna change my mind
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know nothing
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know nothing!
|
||||
|
||||
“What you gonna do with yourself, boy?”
|
||||
Better make up your mind
|
||||
“What you gonna do with youself, boy?”
|
||||
Running out of time
|
||||
This time I got it all figured out...
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know nothing
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know
|
||||
All I know is that I don’t know nothing
|
||||
|
||||
And that’s fine.
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,8 +6,54 @@ date: 2019-05-10
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 12
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/charly-bliss-young-enough.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
I used to think that
|
||||
I should be good at everything
|
||||
Now I know I was wrong
|
||||
I used to think that
|
||||
I should do right by everyone
|
||||
Now I know I was wrong
|
||||
A couple of things is enough
|
||||
But now I know that
|
||||
Every wave is just that, cresting and crashing
|
||||
If it haunted you then
|
||||
Now you don’t remember it
|
||||
Sever every microscopic atom of connection to
|
||||
“I can barely keep myself afloat when I’m not saving you”
|
||||
|
||||
Resurrected from the basement
|
||||
I’m at capacity, I’m spilling out of me
|
||||
It’s got nothing to do with me
|
||||
|
||||
I used to think one man could fill me up
|
||||
But now I know that if I’m always stuck
|
||||
Obsessed with somebody else
|
||||
Distracting myself from looking at myself
|
||||
Sever every microscopic atom of connection to
|
||||
“I can barely keep myself afloat when I’m not saving you”
|
||||
|
||||
Resurrected from the basement
|
||||
I’m at capacity, I’m spilling out of me
|
||||
Desecrated and complacent
|
||||
I’m at capacity, I’m spilling out of me
|
||||
It’s got nothing to do with me
|
||||
|
||||
I was raised an East Coast witch-like
|
||||
Doing nothing’s sacrilegious
|
||||
Triple overtime ambitious
|
||||
Sentimental, anxious kid
|
||||
I was raised an East Coast witch-like
|
||||
Doing nothing’s sacrilegious
|
||||
Triple overtime ambitious
|
||||
Sometimes nothing is delicious
|
||||
|
||||
Resurrected from the basement
|
||||
I’m at capacity, I’m spilling out of me
|
||||
Desecrated and complacent
|
||||
I’m at capacity, I’m spilling out of me
|
||||
It’s got nothing to do with me
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,8 +6,48 @@ date: 1996-01-19
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 13
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/mtx-love-is-dead.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
She looks pretty good in blue
|
||||
She’s worn it out a lot
|
||||
You look good on paper, too
|
||||
When actually, you’re not
|
||||
She’s not looking anymore for someone to feel sorry for
|
||||
So don’cha come ’round no more
|
||||
She’s got pretty fake eyelashes
|
||||
Slanted plastic glasses
|
||||
Everyone who passes says she looks beautiful
|
||||
But don’t even think about asking her to dance
|
||||
’Cause in your sackcloth and ashes, you’re never gonna have a chance
|
||||
Sackcloth and ashes
|
||||
|
||||
She smeared you with her fingerprints just because she could
|
||||
She’s not sorry for her sins as long as she looks good
|
||||
How can she have so much fun
|
||||
Knowing all the things she’s done?
|
||||
She’s bad, she’s strong, or maybe she’s stupid
|
||||
But she’s got pretty party dresses
|
||||
Manic Panic tresses
|
||||
She believes that less is more where you’re concerned
|
||||
But you can only dream about the places that she’s been
|
||||
’Cause in your sackcloth and ashes, they’re never gonna let you in
|
||||
|
||||
One day, maybe
|
||||
You’ll be way beyond this silly habit you’ve put on
|
||||
Tough, and strong enough, and wrong
|
||||
And wrong enough for long enough to belong there
|
||||
But ’til that day comes along
|
||||
You’ll be sullen and regretful
|
||||
Querulous and fretful
|
||||
Carrying a head full of evil thoughts
|
||||
And there’ll be lots of girls and people who wanna know where you stand
|
||||
But in your sackcloth and ashes, you’ll never make ’em understand
|
||||
|
||||
Sackcloth and ashes
|
||||
Sackcloth and ashes
|
||||
Sackcloth and ashes
|
||||
They’re never gonna understand
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,8 +6,37 @@ date: 2018-05-18
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 14
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/parquet-courts-wide-awake.png"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
We’ve come to replace your clock’s old stubborn hands
|
||||
We are the answer to why they never had a chance
|
||||
It was not so long ago that the world was mostly slow
|
||||
The age of iron, steam and speed turned a stroll to a stampede
|
||||
But we’ve come to increase time in between ticks
|
||||
|
||||
And there is romance in the slow dances
|
||||
’Cause they’re fertile in hush, futile in haste
|
||||
These are your nerves, this is how they taste
|
||||
|
||||
Well, I can’t count how many times I’ve been outdone by nihilism
|
||||
Joined the march that splits an open heart into a schism
|
||||
I cower at the thought of other people’s expectations
|
||||
And yet still hand over mine to them
|
||||
|
||||
Travel where you are, tourism is sin
|
||||
These are the ruins we left behind, you can’t take pictures of them
|
||||
If what they say is true, then you become what you chew
|
||||
If it decays, spit it out, affectation is a drought
|
||||
That you wait through when you hate everything that you do
|
||||
You wanna live outside the groove, then fine
|
||||
But it’s there like a flower blooming in your ears
|
||||
Open up your mouth, pollinate your peers
|
||||
|
||||
Nothing reminds the mind of power like the cheap odor of plastic
|
||||
Leaking fumes we crave, consume, the rush it feels fantastic
|
||||
But like power turns to mold, like a junkie going cold
|
||||
I need the fix of a little tenderness
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,8 +6,63 @@ date: 1978-02-10
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 15
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/van-halen-van-halen.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
I heard the news, baby
|
||||
All about your disease
|
||||
Yeah, you may have all you want, baby
|
||||
But I got somethin’ you need, oh yeah
|
||||
|
||||
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
|
||||
My love is rotten to the core
|
||||
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
|
||||
Just like I told you before
|
||||
Yeah, before
|
||||
|
||||
You know you’re semi-good lookin’
|
||||
And on the streets again
|
||||
Oh yeah, you think you’re really cookin’, baby
|
||||
You better find yourself a friend, my friend
|
||||
|
||||
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
|
||||
My love is rotten to the core
|
||||
Ain’t gonna talk about love
|
||||
Just like I told you before
|
||||
Before, uh, before, uh, before, before
|
||||
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
|
||||
Babe, it’s rotten to the core
|
||||
Ain’t talkin’ bout love
|
||||
Just like I told you before
|
||||
Uh, before
|
||||
|
||||
I’ve been to the edge
|
||||
And then I stood and looked down
|
||||
You know I lost a lot of friends there, baby
|
||||
I’ve got no time to mess around
|
||||
Mmm, so if you want it, got to bleed for it, baby
|
||||
Yeah, got to, got to bleed, baby
|
||||
Mmm, you got to, got to bleed, baby
|
||||
Hey, got to, got to bleed, baby
|
||||
|
||||
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
|
||||
My love is rotten to the core
|
||||
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
|
||||
Just like I told you before, before, before
|
||||
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout love
|
||||
Don’t wanna talk about love
|
||||
Don’t need to talk about love
|
||||
Ain’t gonna talk about love
|
||||
No more! No more! Ah!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
Hey, hey, hey!
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,8 +6,55 @@ date: 2024-03-01
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 16
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/everything-everything-mountainhead.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
You’ll never be a famous dude
|
||||
I hate to break it to you, but it’s true
|
||||
Vainglorious, your tower reeks of concrete
|
||||
Like a forcemeat battered zoo
|
||||
Beep, beep, I don’t wanna beep
|
||||
I ate that bullet like it was a vitamin
|
||||
Three sheets to the wind
|
||||
Don’t give your enemies anything
|
||||
Gone, gone, littlefoot is gone
|
||||
Those dino children making you hysterical
|
||||
We know what you are (hey)
|
||||
Ah, you are running on the dagger’s edge
|
||||
Ah, you are running on the dagger’s edge
|
||||
I’m making so much money
|
||||
I could kill you, just to bill you for my time
|
||||
I turn my body inside out when I think
|
||||
So I don’t think anything
|
||||
Beep, beep, I don’t wanna beep
|
||||
I ate that bullet like it was a vitamin
|
||||
Three sheets to the wind
|
||||
Don’t give your enemies anything
|
||||
Gone, gone, littlefoot is gone
|
||||
Those dino children making you hysterical
|
||||
We know what you are (hey)
|
||||
Ah, you are running on the dagger’s edge
|
||||
(And we’re living on a ball of iron)
|
||||
Ah, you are running on the dagger’s edge
|
||||
(And we’re living on a ball of iron)
|
||||
Ah, you are running on the dagger’s edge
|
||||
Ah, you are running on the dagger’s edge (and we’re living on a ball of iron)
|
||||
Your life is not the one you ordered
|
||||
The customer is always right
|
||||
The chanting of the rancid hellkite hoot is
|
||||
Filling up your toad-crossed mind
|
||||
The need to reconnect with nature
|
||||
A ground-up horse and turkey lie
|
||||
The growling of your stomach’s eldritch heart
|
||||
Is spilling into waking life
|
||||
We’ve all become tomorrow’s bacon
|
||||
It’s spilling into waking life
|
||||
We’ve all become tomorrow’s bacon
|
||||
The customer is always right
|
||||
We’ve all become tomorrow’s bacon
|
||||
It’s filling up your toad-crossed mind
|
||||
We’ve all become tomorrow’s bacon
|
||||
It’s a ground-up horse and turkey lie
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,59 +6,50 @@ date: 2007-03-20
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 17
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/modest-mouse-we-were-dead.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
[Verse 1]
|
||||
To answer the question, it'll probably take more
|
||||
If you're already there, well, you probably don't know
|
||||
To answer the question, it’ll probably take more
|
||||
If you’re already there, well, you probably don’t know
|
||||
Well, we were the people that we wanted to know
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
It's hard to get hold of and hard to let go
|
||||
Always something we'd look for from the day we were born
|
||||
Instead we're the people that we wanted to know
|
||||
And we’re the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
It’s hard to get hold of and hard to let go
|
||||
Always something we’d look for from the day we were born
|
||||
Instead we’re the people that we wanted to know
|
||||
And we’re the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
And we’re the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
And we’re the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
|
||||
[Refrain]
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
|
||||
[Verse 2]
|
||||
Always asking a question, and I don't want to know
|
||||
Always asking a question, and I don’t want to know
|
||||
Like the wind across strings that had finally let go
|
||||
And the people you love but you didn't quite know
|
||||
They're the places that you wanted to go
|
||||
And the people you love but you didn’t quite know
|
||||
They’re the places that you wanted to go
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Bark at the neighbors and then bark at the door
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A-snifflin' and wimperin' for someone to know
|
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A-snifflin’ and wimperin’ for someone to know
|
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But we were the people that we wanted to know
|
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And we’re the places that we wanted to go
|
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Yeah, we’re the places that we wanted to go
|
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Yeah, we’re the places that we wanted to go
|
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|
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[Refrain]
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And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
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Yeah, we're the places that we wanted to go
|
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Yeah, we're the places that we wanted to go
|
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|
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[Verse 3]
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It was not the intention, but we let it all go
|
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Well, it messed up the function and sure fucked up the flow
|
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I hardly have people that I needed to know
|
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'Cause you're the people that I wanted to know
|
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All this scramblin' around, huntin' high and then low
|
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Lookin' for the face, love or somewhere to go
|
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’Cause you’re the people that I wanted to know
|
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All this scramblin’ around, huntin’ high and then low
|
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Lookin’ for the face, love or somewhere to go
|
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I hardly have places that I needed to go
|
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|
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[Chorus]
|
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'Cause you're the places that I wanted to go
|
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Yeah, you're the places that we wanted to go
|
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Yeah, you're the places that we wanted to go
|
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’Cause you’re the places that I wanted to go
|
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Yeah, you’re the places that we wanted to go
|
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Yeah, you’re the places that we wanted to go
|
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|
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[Guitar Solo]
|
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(We're the people that we wanted to know!)
|
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(We’re the people that we wanted to know!)
|
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|
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[Outro]
|
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You shouldn't have to ask
|
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You shouldn't have to ask 'cause (Pow!)
|
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You shouldn’t have to ask
|
||||
You shouldn’t have to ask ’cause (Pow!)
|
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We are your ripcord
|
||||
You shouldn't—
|
||||
You shouldn’t—
|
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|
|
@ -6,59 +6,42 @@ date: 1995-03-21
|
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project: TomorrowsBacon
|
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track_number: 18
|
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start_time: ""
|
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albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/morphine-yes.jpg"
|
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---
|
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## Notes
|
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Notes go here.
|
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|
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## Lyrics
|
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[Verse 1]
|
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To answer the question, it'll probably take more
|
||||
If you're already there, well, you probably don't know
|
||||
Well, we were the people that we wanted to know
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
It's hard to get hold of and hard to let go
|
||||
Always something we'd look for from the day we were born
|
||||
Instead we're the people that we wanted to know
|
||||
|
||||
[Refrain]
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
|
||||
[Verse 2]
|
||||
Always asking a question, and I don't want to know
|
||||
Like the wind across strings that had finally let go
|
||||
And the people you love but you didn't quite know
|
||||
They're the places that you wanted to go
|
||||
|
||||
Bark at the neighbors and then bark at the door
|
||||
A-snifflin' and wimperin' for someone to know
|
||||
But we were the people that we wanted to know
|
||||
|
||||
[Refrain]
|
||||
And we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
Yeah, we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
Yeah, we're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
|
||||
[Verse 3]
|
||||
It was not the intention, but we let it all go
|
||||
Well, it messed up the function and sure fucked up the flow
|
||||
I hardly have people that I needed to know
|
||||
'Cause you're the people that I wanted to know
|
||||
All this scramblin' around, huntin' high and then low
|
||||
Lookin' for the face, love or somewhere to go
|
||||
I hardly have places that I needed to go
|
||||
|
||||
[Chorus]
|
||||
'Cause you're the places that I wanted to go
|
||||
Yeah, you're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
Yeah, you're the places that we wanted to go
|
||||
Let's put it to bed, let's put it down
|
||||
I can't talk about it not right now
|
||||
On my dying day I might be able to say
|
||||
On a still sea full of manly rage
|
||||
|
||||
[Guitar Solo]
|
||||
(We're the people that we wanted to know!)
|
||||
On my dying day I might be able to say
|
||||
I might be able to say
|
||||
|
||||
[Outro]
|
||||
You shouldn't have to ask
|
||||
You shouldn't have to ask 'cause (Pow!)
|
||||
We are your ripcord
|
||||
You shouldn't—
|
||||
You know I finally see things all your way
|
||||
All your way
|
||||
|
||||
I was raised with the strong of heart
|
||||
But if you touch me wrong I fall apart
|
||||
I found a woman who's soft but she's also hard
|
||||
While I slept, she nailed down my heart
|
||||
|
||||
I run good but I'm hard to start
|
||||
And my brakes are bad so I'm hard to stop
|
||||
I found a woman who's soft but she's also hard
|
||||
While I slept, she nailed down my heart
|
||||
|
||||
Let's put it to bed, let's put it down
|
||||
I can't talk about it not right now
|
||||
On my dying day I might be able to say
|
||||
On a still sea full of manly rage
|
||||
|
||||
On my dying day I might be able to say
|
||||
Where every word explodes in my face
|
||||
I might be able to say
|
||||
|
||||
You know I finally see things all your way
|
||||
I finally see things all your way
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,8 +6,43 @@ date: 2024-11-15
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 19
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/du-blonde-sniff-more-gritty.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
You said, “Where did you go?”
|
||||
You’re beaten and you’re broken
|
||||
Carelessly devoted to the radio
|
||||
And what does that say?
|
||||
It only takes a blackout to knock your only love out and
|
||||
Take it away
|
||||
You’ll be alone some day
|
||||
I’ve been hiding in this room so long
|
||||
My life’s an ode to those commercial songs
|
||||
And I will love them till the day I’m gone
|
||||
If there’s a screen that’s where I belong
|
||||
|
||||
You said, “Where did you go?”
|
||||
If I tell you won’t believe me
|
||||
I was watching TV
|
||||
Couldn’t name the show
|
||||
Or the day
|
||||
But I like what I see and it
|
||||
Keeps me company while I
|
||||
Just fade away
|
||||
Losing track of days
|
||||
I’ve been hiding in this room so long
|
||||
My life’s an ode to those commercial songs
|
||||
And I will love them till the day I’m gone
|
||||
If there’s a screen that’s where I belong
|
||||
|
||||
I heard it on the radio
|
||||
I saw it on TV
|
||||
I heard it on the radio
|
||||
I saw it on TV
|
||||
I heard it on the radio
|
||||
I saw it on TV
|
||||
I heard it on the radio
|
||||
I saw it on TV
|
||||
|
|
@ -6,8 +6,18 @@ date: 1990-09-15
|
|||
project: TomorrowsBacon
|
||||
track_number: 20
|
||||
start_time: ""
|
||||
albumArt: "/pages/projects/mixes/tomorrowsbacon/ride-nowhere.jpg"
|
||||
---
|
||||
## Notes
|
||||
Notes go here.
|
||||
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
## Lyrics
|
||||
First you look so strong, then you fade away
|
||||
The sun will blind my eyes, I’ll love you anyway
|
||||
Thirsty for your smile, I watch you for a while
|
||||
You are a vapour trail in a deep blue sky
|
||||
|
||||
Tremble with a sigh, glitter in your eye
|
||||
You seem to come and go, I never seem to know
|
||||
And all my time is yours as much as mine
|
||||
We never have enough time to show our love
|
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