Bryan Adams
Cloud Number Nine
| clue number one was when you knocked on my door | clue number two
was the look that you wore | n' that's when i knew, it was a pretty sign
| that something was wrong up on cloud number nine | well it's along way
up and we won't come down tonight | well it may be wrong but baby it
sure feels right | and the moon is out and the stars are bright | and
whatever comes s'gonna be alright | cause tonight you will be mine - up
on cloud number nine | and there ain't no place that i'd rather be | and
we can't go back but you're here with me | yeah, the weather is really
fine - up on cloud number nine | now he hurt you an you hurt me | and
that wasn't the way it was supposed to be | so baby tonight let's leave
the world behind | and spend some time up on cloud number nine | well
it's along way up and we won't come down tonight | well it may be wrong
but baby it sure feels right | well we won't come down tonight | ya we
won't come down tonight | no we won't come down tonight | we can watch
the world go by - up on cloud number nine...
Into The Fire
| Life - as thin as a thread | Sometimes you're lucky | Sometimes you're
better off dead | Your first breath is taken and into the world you are
cast | You long for tomorrow while living each day as your last | Well I
know what your heart desires | But you can't take it with you | Into the
fire | Now you've done all you can | Your life's at the crossroads | You
watch as it slips through your hands | So you stand on the mountain and
shout in vain at the sky | But nobody hears you - the words only echo
inside | Oh shelter the flame - it may expire | Risin' up from the ashes
| Into the fire | Just hold onto your life down to the wire | Oh out
from the dragon's jaws | Into the fire | There's a moment in every man's
life | When he must decide what is wrong and what's right | You could
wait for your dreams to come true | But time has no mercy | Time won't
stand still for you | Well I know what your heart desires | Crawlin' out
from the wreckage | Into the fire | Here I go...Into the fire | I
know...what your heart desires
featured song lyrics:
1.
strange fruit (tori amos)
2.
smells like teen spirit (nirvana)
3.
angie (the rolling stones)
4.
losing my religian (rem)
5.
wake up dead man (u2)
6.
all along the watchtower (u2)
7.
do you feel loved (u2)
8.
love of my life (queen)
9.
josephine (the wallflowers)
10.
three marlenas (the wallflowers)
11.
do what you have to do (sarah mclachlan)
12.
oh, darling (the beatles)
13.
thank you (led zeppelin)
14.
slide (goo goo dols)
15.
rhythm of the blues (mary-chapin carpenter)
16.
tell her this (del amitri)
17.
baker baker (tori amos)
18.
nothing compares to you (sinead o'connor)
19.
so tired (ozzy osbourne)
20.
walkaways (countig crows)
21.
creep (radiohead)
22.
anna begins (counting crows)
23.
anything but down (sheryl crow)
24.
i don't want to miss a thing (aerosmith)
these r the thoughts
(performed by alanis morissette)
 These
are the thoughts that go through my head | In my backyard on a
Sunday afternoon | When I have the house to myself and i'm no |
Expending all that energy on fighting with my boyfriend | Is he the
one that I will marry? | Why is it so hard to be objective about
myself? | Why do I feel cellularly alone? | Am I supposed to live in
this crazy city? | Can blindly continued fear induced regurgitated
life-denying | Tradition be overcome? | Where does the money go that
I send to those in need? | If we have so much why do some people
have nothing still? | Why do I feel frantic when I first wake up in
the morning? | Why do you say you are spiritual | Yet you treat
people like shit? | How can you say you're close to god | And yet
you talk behind my back as though I am not | A part of you? why do I
say I'm fine when it's | Obvious I'm not? why's it so hard to tell
you what I want? | Why can't you just read my mind? | Why do I fear
that the quieter I am the less you will listen? | Why do I care
whether you like me or not? | Why is it so hard for me to be angry?
| Why is it such work to stay conscious and so easy to get stuck |
And not the other way around? | Will I ever move back to canada? |
Can I be with a lover with whom I am a student and a master? | Why
am I encouraged to shut my mouth when it gets too close to home? |
Why cannot I live in the moment?
dying in the sun
(performed by the cranberries)
do you remember the
things we used to say?
i feel so nervous when i think of yesterday
how could i let things get to me so bad
how did i let things get to me….
like dying in the sun
like dying in the sun
like dying…
like dying in the sun
will you hold on to me i am feeling frail
will you hold on to me we will never fail
i wanted to be so perfect you see
i wanted to be so perfect…
like dying in the sun
like dying in the sun
like dying…
foo fighters!
walking after you (d. grohl)
tonight I'm tangled in my blanket of clouds dreaming aloud things just
won't do without you, matter of fact i'm on your back if you walk
out on me i'm walking after you If you walk out on me i'm walking
after you if you'd accept surrender, i'll give up some more weren't
you adored i cannot be without you, matter of fact i'm on your back
If you walk out on me i'm walking after you if you walk out on me
i'm walking after you another heart is cracked in two i'm on your
back i cannot be without you, matter of fact i'm on your back if you
walk out on me i'm walking after you if you walk out on me i'm
walking after you if you walk out on me i'm walking after you
another heart is cracked in two i'm on your back
the beautiful south
Don't marry her, fuck me
Think of you with pipe and slippers | Think of her in Bed | Laying
there just watching telly | Then think of me instead | I'll never grow
so old and flabby | That could never be | Don't marry her, fuck me | And
your love light shines like cardboard | But your work shoes are
glistening | She's a Ph.D in 'I told you so' | You've a knighthood in
'I'm not listening' | She'll grab your sweaty bollocks | Then slowly
raise her knee | Don't marry her, fuck me | And the Sunday sun shines
down on San Francisco bay | And you realise you can't make it anyway |
You have to wash the car | Take the kiddies to the park | Don't marry
her, fuck me | Those lovely Sunday mornings | With breakfast brought in
bed | Those blackbirds look like knitting needles | Trying to peck your
head | Those birds will peck your soul out | And throw away the key |
Don't marry her, fuck me | And the kitchen's always tidy | And the
bathroom's always clean | She's a diploma in 'just hiding things' |
You've a first in 'low esteem' | When your socks smell of angels | But
your life smells of brie | Don't marry her, fuck me | And the Sunday sun
shines down on San Francisco bay | And you realise you can't make it
anyway | You have to wash the car | Take the kiddies to the park | Don't
marry her, fuck me | And the Sunday sun shines down on San Francisco bay
| And you realise you can't make it anyway | You have to wash the car |
Take the kiddies to the park | Don't marry her, fuck me
simply queen . . .
One Year Of Love
Words and music by John Deacon
Just one year of love
Is better than a lifetime alone
One sentimental moment in your arms
Is like a shooting star right through my heart
It's always a rainy day without you
I'm a prisoner of love inside you -
I'm falling apart all around you - yeah
My heart cries out to your heart
I'm lonely but you can save me
My hand reaches for to your hand
I'm cold but you light the fire in me
My lips search for your lips
I'm hungry for your touch
There's so much left unspoken
And all I can do is surrender
To the moment just surrender
And no one ever told me that love would hurt so much
Oooh yes it hurts
And pain is so close to pleasure
And all I can do is surrender to your love
Just surrender to your love
Just one year of love
Is better than a lifetime alone
One sentimental moment in your arms
Is like a shooting star right through my heart
It's always a rainy day without you
I'm a prisoner of love inside you
I'm falling apart all around you
And all I can do is surrender |
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These Are The Days Of Our
Lives
Words and music by Queen
Sometimes I get to feelin'
I was back in the old days - long ago
When we were kids when we were young
Thing seemed so perfect - you know
The days were endless we were crazy we were young
The sun was always shinin' - we just lived for fun
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don't know
The rest of my life's been just a show
Those were the days of our lives
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing is true
When I look and I find I still love you
You can't turn back the clock you can't turn back the tide
Ain't that a shame
I'd like to go back one time on a roller coaster ride
When life was just a game
No use in sitting and thinkin' on what you did
When you can lay back and enjoy it through your kids
Sometimes it seems like lately - I just don't know
Better sit back and go with the flow
Cos these are the days of our lives
They've flown in the swiftness of time
These days are all gone now but some things remain
When I look and I find no change
Those were the days of our lives - yeah
The bad things in life were so few
Those days are all gone now but one thing's still true
When I look and I find
I still love you
I still love you |
winter performed by Tori
Amos
snow can wait I forgot my mittens
wipe my nose get my new boots on
I get a little warm in my heart when I think of winter
I put my hands in my father's glove
I run off where the DRIFTS GET DEEPER
sleeping beauty trips me with a frown
I hear a voice "you must learn to stand up
for yourself 'cause I can't always be around"
he says when you gonna make up you mind
when you gonna love you as much as I do
when you gonna make up your mind
'cause things are gonna CHANGE so fast
all the white horses are still in bed
I tell you that I'll always want you near
you say that things change my dear
boys get discovered as winter MELTS
flowers competing for the sun
years go by and I'm here still withering where some
snowman was
mirror mirror where's the crystal palace
but I only can see myself
SKATING around the truth who I am
but I know dad the ice is getting thin
hair is grey and the fires are burning
so many dreams on the shelf
you say I wanted you to be PROUD of me
I always wanted that myself
he says when you gonna make up your mind
when you gonna love you as much as I do
when you gonna make up your mind
'cause things are gonna change so fast
all the WHITE HORSES have gone ahead
I tell you that I'll always want you near
you say that things change my dear |
check out
tori's
new album
"from the choirgirl hotel"
track listing:
spark
cruel
black-dove (january)
raspberry swirl
jackie's strength
iieee
liquid diamonds
she's your cocaine
northern land
hotel
playboy mommy
pandora's aquarium |
Fitter Happier
Fitter Happier
More productive
Comfortable not drinking too much
Regular exercise at the gym (3 days a week)
Getting on better with your associate employee contemporaries
at ease
eating well (no more microwave dinners and saturated fats)
a patient better driver
A safer car (baby smiling in back seat)
sleeping well (no bad dreams)
no paranoia
careful to all animals (never washing spiders down the plughole)
Keep in contact with old friends (enjoy a drink now and then)
Will frequently check credit at (moral) bank (hole in wall)
Favours for favours
fond but not in love
charity standing orders
on sundays ring road supermarket
(no killing moths or putting boiling water on the ants)
car wash (also on sundays)
no longer afraid of the dark
or midday shadows
nothing so ridiculously teenage and desperate
nothing so childish
at a better pace
slower and more calculated
no chance of escape
now self-employed
concerned (but powerless)
an empowered & informed member of society (pragmatism not idealism)
Will not cry in public
Less chance of illness
Tyres that grip in the wet (shot of baby stapped in back seat)
a good memory
still cries at a good film
still kisses with saliva
No longer empty and frantic
Like a cat
tied to a stick
That's driven into
Frozen winter shit (the ability to laugh at weakness)
calm
fitter, healthier and more productive
a pig
in a cage
on antibiotics
performed by
radiohead
talk show host
i want to
i want to be someone else or i'll explode
floating upon this surface for the birds
the birds the birds
you want me?
fu**ing well come and find me
i'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
and nothing nothing nothing...nothing
you want me?
well come and break the door down
you want me?
fu**ing come and break the door down
i'm ready, i'm ready, i'm ready, i'm ready...i'm ready
performed by
radiohead
"Life
is what happens while we are making plans" |
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