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[music, lyrics] July 3, 2005 at 10:00:00 PM CEST The House of Love - "Butterfly" (Lyrics) Hannah Hannah told me change that lock and key Sift your soul - get down to your knees This is not my sky, This is not my sky This is not my sky The devil suits the night and so it seems Carry down the ghost and bury deeds This is not my sky (x 5) The is heads down and a mad uncle Someone said 'have you seen that guy On the street with a loud cut and A black eye, giving love away with A bad smile' Bury my heart at the broken knee Dig my mind - treasure my home need This is not my sky Not my sky This is not my sky (x 5) Give it back (?) This is not my sky (x 4) Shine On In a garden in the house of love Sitting lonely on a plastic chair The sun is cruel when he hides away I need a sister - I'll just stay A little girl, a little guy In a church or in a school Little Jesus are you watching me I'm so young - just eighteen chorus: She, she, she, she Shine On She, she, she Shine On She, she, she Shine On In a garden in a house of love There's nothing real, just a coat of arms I'm not the pleasure that I used to be So young - just eighteen (chorus) I don't know why I dream this way The sky is purple and things are right every day I don't know, it's just this world's so far away But I won't fight and I won't hate Well, not today In a garden in the house of love Sitting lonely on a plastic chair The sun is cruel when he hides away I need a sister - I'll just stay (3 x chorus) And on... and on... Shine... Beatles and the Stones ("Did you read that the Beatles were more popular than Christ..." - Unknown reporter "You know we always enjoyed performing, it was sort of our buzz, and then I always, I always felt that Beatles sort of did it, you know, when they were big, they did it..." - Mick Jagger "...been proved by what's going on in the States, and the protest marches in Grosvenor square in London. The only result of that was, a lot of smashed heads..." - John Lennon) Look at him shouting out Loud as thunder out at sea He wants a bomb So do we A bomb from the sky Is the perfect crime Shoulder on shoulder and heat The Beatles and the Stones Sucked the marrow out of bone Put the V in Vietnam The Beatles and the Stones Made it good to be alone To be alone Look at me, proud of being Proud of being seventeen Locking in the pocket a smile Soft from the school Cut by the rule Oh I'm dazed and I'm dazed and I'm dazed The Beatles and the Stones Sucked the marrow out of bone Put the V in Vietnam The Beatles and the Stones Made it good to be alone To be alone The Beatles and the Stones Sucked the marrow out of bone Put the V in Vietnam The Beatles and the Stones Made it good to be alone To be alone To be alone To be alone (Alone, alone, alone) Shake and crawl Don't you frown Just go sweetly Let your senses suck the world And your fingers through my hair Shake and Crawl Through the willow There's a baby in our eyes And a second when we cry And I know no love will be here again Here again So wash my lies Fill the hollow With a legend out inside There's a system to divide And I know no love will be here again I know something's wrong I've got words and I've got song And your the call in an ice cold wind So don't you cry Just go sweetly Take an ideal to the storm Let your head and heart be one And I know no love will be here again I know no love will be here again Here again Hedonist With no father, and no son He's a christian - but not the one And with a guidance, like a lemming He fell so deep into the sea There's a glory in the brain It's so crass - it's so vain Mother nature and tunnel vision Back to back - oh sing to me Take my heart, take my soul Take my Jesus, take my gold Kill my children, steal my home But I'm the one, yeah I'm the one Pray to stone and spit on love Do the exile, and spit on love Mother bore me in a nightmare I'm the one, yeah I'm the one Take my heart, take my soul Take my Jesus, take my gold Kill the children, steal my home But I'm the one, yeah I'm the one I came a cropper when I trusted you I had to steal, I had to beg I never worried, I never bled Mother Mary - Hell that's a story 'Cause I'm the one, yeah I'm the one Take my heart, take my soul Take my Jesus, take my gold Kill my children, steal my home But I'm the one, yeah I'm the one I don't know why i love you I don't know why I love you, your face is a hammer in my head I remember every word you said, I just don't know why I love you I don't know why I care, I never even liked your hair I feel like a cell in air, but I don't know why I love you Television turns me on, when the summer's hot and the spirit's long How can I get close to you when you got no mercy no you got no mercy No you got no I don't know why I love you, your face is a foreign food I really don't know if I should, I just don't know why I love you I don't know why I care, I duck and I weave and I fight I work just to treat you right, God, I don't know why I love you Rock, Rock, Rock I don't know why I love you, it might be your soul and your heart Maybe it's the way that you speak I don't why I love you Television turns me on, when the summer's hot and the spirit's long So, how can I get close to you when you got no mercy, no you got no mercy No you got no... I don't know why I love you (x 6) And I don't know why I care Never ABC - stick to me Soul to soul, stay on eye to eye Maybe God will be good to me I've never sinned Maybe I should try Never, never gonna let you down Never, never gonna let you down Never gonna beg, never gonna steal Your heart is perfect, my love is real Go to war - what a drag A love of hate is really not the way Light a flame or go to sleep The time is right to celebrate or die Never, never gonna let you down Never, never gonna let you down I'm never gonna beg I'm never gonna steal Your heart is perfect, my love is real It's because your heart Will never lie, never cry, never sigh, never die It's because your heart Digs deep, holds tight Oh yeah I see the lie ABC - stick to me Soul to soul, stay on eye to eye Well maybe God will be good to me I've never sinned maybe I should try Never, never gonna let you down Never, never gonna let you down I'm never gonna beg I'm never gonna steal Your heart is perfect My love is real Your heart is perfect My love is real My love is real (x 12) Someone's got to love you Somebody's got to love you, somebody's got to care Someone's out in the darkness so you might really not despair You can hop amongst the pebbles You can scratch around in clay You may kill to find a conscience, but to Him that's not a way Oh, someone's got to love you, there's a cannon in your hands There a history rich in genocide and a voice to fuel your mind In a town where cars are diamonds And hunger is the key Someone's got to love you Somebody's got to love you Somebody's got to care Someone's out in the darkness So you might really not despair In a town where cars are diamonds And hunger is the key You may kill to find a conscience But to Him that's not a way In a room When I get there I'll be ready With a map and a pen - duty is a creed There are lessons for the lonely When I'm drunk in a room That's when I think of you Oh my baby - she went AWOL Drove to a shop, never to return And it broke me, like a flower baked in the sun A hot Spanish sun But I can't slow down No I can't slow down No I can't What a story, not a volume Just a tacky little ode in the corner of my mind Maybe Preston in the winter Drinking in the night - the cold English night But I can't slow down No I can't slow down No I can't slow down No I can't So find out who you are Use a train, take a car You've got arms and you've got money So find a finger and find out who you are And there's a figure, he's so evil With a black little eye and a pure white mind And I'm so sorry when I see this There's a lesson in the blood The cold English blood But I can't slow down No I can't slow down (x 5) Slow down No I can't slow down (x5) Slow down ....etc... Blind God I'm blind I'm not an eagle I'm not a saint to burn away Oh God I'm blind Honest and eager I'm am the car On the road I'm not a sea I'm not a forest I'm not a drug eating away You'll never see me
God I'm blind I've got a future I've got a child a mouth to feed I'm not alone I'm not in torment I'm am the stone
I'm not a fire I'm not a journey I'm not a King to cut you away I'm not the food to throw on a fire I'm not the Son - you sent away I'm just blind I'm just blind 32nd floor Don't believe his heart, I beg you please it lies There's murder in the eyes of men and treason in the sky She crossed the room in honour and took his words in vain He smiled the smile of murder And in his head, shook his hand chorus: Take me to your sister -in you and her is love It's beautiful and soothing, it's logic and it's sane Take me through the evening, on my 32nd floor And I'll never ask for more Money is the heartache, moral is the shame Duty comes to those who love the numbers and the name So find the State of Israel, find the State of Rome Crush the fools, in huts of clay, there's danger in the garden Take me to your Station, take me through your mind Drop that code you give me, just let me feel your mind Take me through the evening, on my 32nd floor And I'll never ask for more Hit me in the darkroom - I've never loved before I've shook and screamed in lonely times But I've never loved before (chorus) Se dest Bruised and I'm aching Screwed to the floor I'm high on the shock I've closed off the door Cut the heart of pain Loaded with dice and shame Where do you stop? Why do you stop? You'll just do the same again Give me a crime I'll show the love A song to the lonely A song from above Wailing from wall to wall Lucid as a doll Kick down the legs Bite on the tongue You'll just do the same again Bruised and I'm aching I'm screwed to the floor High on the shock I've closed off the door I've never been so sure Of anyone's love before |
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