1. |
||||
Yes, I'm too lazy for the lively night.
I'd rather watch it outside my sash.
Good books are certainly a good reason
to laze in bed and seem uncool.
I don't care 'bout springtime colors,
you don't care 'bout my way of being rebel.
Rebel with socks, jumper, slippers on.
Do you think I'm rebel?
Rebel with socks, jumper, slippers on.
Why don't we get drunk in the morning?
Sleeping is a waste of time.
Yes I'm too lazy for a five-a-side.
You don't care 'bout my way of being rebel.
Rebel with socks, jumper, slippers on.
Do you think I'm rebel?
Rebel with socks, jumper, slippers on.
It's cold for walking barefoot on tiled floor,
it's hot for gloves in the bed.
I find hobbies boring.
Why sweating?
If it's not good for you, go.
|
||||
2. |
||||
What's on tonight?
Here's your donkey-man in black tie at your door now,
there's my apple-daisy-from-above.
Here I am,
here just to teach you the best way to lead the dance.
Genus homo leaps when guitar plays some good fast punk rock.
So what justify
your fucking state of distress
attention-getting dance synonym of this state of shame.
I can't justify
my fucking state of distress.
Why don't you clap your hands and lapse into your fucking steps?
But me
I've tried thinking aloud,
gave ear to every brilliant sound,
said yes to every angry scold.
Hey,
when daddy said "Dumb you should play
with dolls and give 'em your attention,
with dolls and give 'em your...".
No I can't,
I must dance
love rock song with milky moustache.
TH and C
for my nervous system mitigates my stand still.
Target number one is leave the paranoia and make a move .
Do head motions and raise a smile here in the dance hall.
You're quite a sight that seems a nice blackberry In fresh-baked pie.
|
||||
3. |
||||
"Good morning lads,
good morning lads welcome back Sir.
I hope journey was fine. You're so relaxed.
I'm not sure, but in my bed there's your wife.
It's not my fault,
It's not my fault, I think she went mad.
I warmly hope you will underst...".
"Stand head on a man,
who reveals his guilty secrets...
you must only shame on you!".
"Good morning lads...".
"Hey, hey, hey, don't try to give back my gone joy!
Well, well I was not born yesterday.
It's how you choose to begin, your result!".
"It's not my fault.
It's not my fault, I think she went mad.
I warmly hope you will...".
"Hide your face and pray.
Have a good night sleep and
you must only shame on you!".
"Good morning lads,
good morning lads welcome back Sir.
I hope journey was fine. You're so relaxed.
I'm not sure, but in my bed there's your wife.
It's not my fault!
It's not my fault, I think she went mad".
"Where have you been last night?
All town was in a mist and I waited up for your homecoming.
I waited for your return, but you didn't.
Please tell me all the truth and all that things I wanna hear".
"Oh, yes of course darling.
You must only shame on you!".
|
||||
4. |
||||
I know those eyes I'm not mad yet,
I'll drive you to Vegas.
Okay, in confidence I'm out of line,
I'll take you I swear.
I'm sorry,
you told me "Please, take me to Paris".
The best I can do is upset you
by sleeping when you're talking to me,
I talk while you're sleeping.
You often say all my friends have the talent I haven't, damn.
Well, they make every effort
to brand me as "unskilled in love affairs".
I'm sorry,
you changed your door lock next I reckon
that it was not for thieves.
I've upset you
by sleeping when you're talking to me,
I talk while you're sleeping.
Oh, you're right.
No present for your birthday, you're right.
I talk while you're sleeping.
|
||||
5. |
||||
Getting old is sad she said,
but not growing up is even worse,
I never thought 'bout that.
All in all
I would lie
if I said that songs are still the same.
Well, even punks grow bald.
We are all going bald,
we are all getting old.
Going bald is sad I said
and it seems the stage is down on me.
I can't give up head bangs.
Curly hair?
The more I lose the more I stay away from first rows.
She still makes me recall
the good old days of naughty kids.
Save the soul.
She still makes me grow old.
There's no future for me,
Save the Queen.
There is a crowd waiting out there
waiting for Pete and his Pirates.
There is nobody waiting inside,
I am the noisy preamble.
|
||||
6. |
||||
7. |
Altre di B - Midsummer
02:27
|
|||
Two men as well as years ago
are staring at their old eyes as long as the shyest talks.
Two men as well as years ago,
the awful show of their old age of how they were.
"I'm glad
to see you back again
so you can play your role now,
be honest as I think you are".
"First
I won't exhume the past,
I won't delight you
with my funny side.
I'll try
to not deny.
By dint of waiting
it's getting light".
Bye good Summer night.
Two men as well as years ago,
the awful show of their old age of how they were.
You never fly high
and never fall down,
I think I've never seen your smile.
You said that you're tired
of acting your life.
"I would confess
to getting off my chest,
I would say
thank you for the rest.
And I'll try
to not deny
By dint of waiting
it's getting light".
|
||||
8. |
Altre di B - Flowers
03:34
|
|||
It's half past of Sunday night
and he's asking me if I'm all right.
It's so easy to understand.
The legless man shouts against his wife,
this makes me think about life.
All bitter disappointments could 'come sweet word like Marsh Mallows,
not so bad.
Please tell me
why I'm lying in a corner all alone
scared by the gentry hope?
And I feel safe
hedge in my bolt hole.
I'll never grow
like flowers on the mountain top.
Well, I light up for the last time a stupid cigarette waiting for a bus
that maybe I'll never catch,
it's striding like a soldier at the other side
of the road.
In his face you can see that's not a guy
but a man.
It's half past of Sunday night
and he's asking me if I'm all right.
It's so easy to understand.
The legless man shouts against his wife,
this makes me think about life.
Things that I had loved most
are all that things that I've just lost.
|
||||
9. |
||||
The first impression was completely wrong, you know this,
but now I think you were
an excellent fellow passenger.
I think it was very kind of you.
In that extended-play I've lost my balance,
I've never seen your faces, nor your lives.
On the hard shoulder
Radio One's crying
"Bad news for music fans".
What does it mean?
Car's crawling.
What does it mean?
I'm falling.
That's why my stomach aches
and so you go.
That's why I say goodbye.
So you split up and I changed with those times.
We have
bad weather today,
a slight disturbance in my mood, in my habits.
One beer please, I'm getting over.
And you'll say to press the same old bullshit,
apologies for those who loved you.
I'll leave a note saying "I never met you
and good luck and please go to hell".
|
||||
10. |
||||
What are you hoping to find
among all these words?
Everything has already been said.
And I really don't care if they tease me,
my grandpa's smiling without understanding.
So tell me how can you listen
to your favorite songs without singing?
We should look for a job,
here we've nothing to say.
Cursed unemployment, blessed videotapes.
Let us say random things,
we could also offend all your pets,
you would not understand.
Then we failed
the approach with the audience.
It's not so easy to talk about nothing.
I should have quit
when dad said "Boy,
no one steps out on Tuesday night".
I listened to your tapes
almost two hundred times,
so I really wanted to steal
your brazen face.
But now that all those things
have already been done I guess
these are hard times for superstars.
What are you hoping to find
among all these words?
Everything has already been said.
And I really don't care if they tease me,
my grandpa's smiling without understanding.
So tell me how can you listen
to your favorite songs without singing?
We should look for a job,
here we've nothing to say.
Cursed unemployment, damned Sasha Grey.
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like There's A Million Better Bands, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp