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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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All This Useless Beauty
It’s at times such as this she’d be tempted to spit
If she wasn’t so ladylike
She imagines how she might have lived
Back when legends and history collide
So she looks to her prince finding he’s so charmingly
Slumped at her side
Those days are recalled on the gallery wall
And she’s waiting for passion or humour to strike
What shall we do, what shall we do with all this useless beauty?
All this useless beauty
Good Friday arrived, the sky darkened on time
‘Til he almost began to negotiate
She held his head like a baby and said “It’s okay if you cry”
Now he wants her to dress as if you couldn’t guess
He desires to impress his associates
But he’s part ugly beast and Hellenic deceased
So she finds that the mixture is hard to deny
Chorus
She won’t practice the looks from the great tragic books
That were later disgraced to face celluloid
It won’t even make sense but you can bet
If she isn’t a sweetheart or plaything or pet
The film turns her into an unveiled threat
Nonsense prevails, modesty fails
Grace and virtue turn into stupidity
While the calendar fades almost all barricades to a pale compromise
And our leaders have feasts on the backsides of beasts
They still think they’re the gods of antiquity
If something you missed didn’t even exist
It was just an ideal -- is it such a surprise?
Chorus (2x)
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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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Baby It’s You
(Sha, la, la, la...)
It’s not the way you look that touched my heart.
It’s not the way you kissed me, baby, that tears me apart.
Many, many nights I tried. I sit alone at home and I cried over you.
What can I do? I can’t help myself, cause baby, it’s you.
You should hear the things they say about you.
They say you’re never, ever, ever, ever gonna be true. Oh.
I don’t listen to a word they say. I’m gonna love you any old way.
What can I do? It’s true. I can’t help myself, cause baby, it’s you.
I don’t listen to a word they say. I’m gonna love you any old way.
What can I do? It’s true. I can’t help myself, cause baby, it’s you.
Baby, it’s you.
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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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Almost blue
Almost blue
Almost doing things we used to do
There’s a girl here and she’s almost you
Almost all the things that your eyes once promised
I see in hers too
Now your eyes are red from crying
Almost blue
Flirting with this disaster became me
It named me as the fool who only aimed to be
Almost blue
It’s almost touching it will almost do
There’s a part of me that’s always true...always
Not all good things come to an end now it is only a chosen few
I’ve seen such an unhappy couple
Almost me
Almost you
Almost blue
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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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Why Can’t A Man Stand Alone?
Why can’t a man stand alone?
Must he be burdened by all that he’s taught to consider his own?
His skin and his station, his kin and his crown, his flag and his nation
They just weigh him down
You know pride is a sin that we tend to forgive
But it gets hard to live
When you don’t have the love in her heart to begin with
Why can’t a man stand alone?
Why can’t a woman be just what she seems?
Must she be tarnished by men who can only be men in their dreams?
When beauty meets ignorance they shout in the street
Repeating their offer to each girl they meet
The respect that she needs, it isn’t a gift
But it gets hard to lift yourself up
When you don’t have the strength to begin with
Why can’t a woman stand alone?
Why can’t a baby sleep at night and dream of the time to come
And never fear the world outside the touch of someone very near
Why can’t a man stand up?
Why can’t a man stand up?
Why can’t a man stand alone?
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Annabel_Lee ஐ NaUgHtGeLiC ஐ

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Godine: 42
Datum registracije: 02 Feb 2005 Poruke: 30310

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Do sada upisani textovi Elvis Costello-a (alfabetnim redom):
Accidents will happen
After The Fall
Alison
All Grown Up
All This Useless Beauty
Almost blue
Baby It’s You
Blue Chair
Boy With A Problem
Brilliant Mistake
Broken
Brown to Blue
Colour Of The Blues
Days
Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood
I Wanna Be Loved
I Want To Vanish
I Want You
Inch By Inch
Lovable
My Funny Valentine
My Little Blue Window
My Shoes Keep Walking Back To You
Mystery Dance
New
New Amsterdam
Night Time
Psycho
She
Temptation
The Beat
The Birds Will Still Be Singing
The World Of Broken Hearts
Veronica
Why Can’t A Man Stand Alone?
Why Don’t You Love Me (like you used to do)?
Worthless Thing
You Belong To Me
Your Angel Steps Out Of Heaven
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_________________ ƸӜƷ Tread softly because you tread on my dreams ƸӜƷ |
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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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13 Steps Lead Down
When nobody knows she puts on secret clothes
And lies in the meadow with her hands tied behind her back
I won't refuse if you know how to use it
Just stop playing that ugly drug music
CHORUS:
Thirteen steps lead down
Thirteen steps lead down
There's commoners and kings
And everyone's a prisoner of
Paper and glue
And a decent pair of scissors
So tonight I'm drinking to your health
Because I just can't stand myself
Thirteen steps lead down [4x]
She stands and fails
On fashion fingernails
Her lovers have her walking 'round
On instruments of torture
And one of them is poisonous
The other is a thief they say
So what one could give to her
The other cannot take away
When nobody knows she puts on secret clothes
And lies in her splendour for a picture opportunity
Cover up that bruise, put on patent leather shoes
Just stop playing that bad mood music
CHORUS
Thirteen steps lead down [4x]
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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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15 Petals
15 Petals
One for every year I spent with you
Jewels and precious metals will never do
I love you twisted
And I love you straight
I'd write it down but I can't concentrate
Words won't me obey they do as they please
And all I am left with is these...
15 Petals
One for every year I spent with you
Jewels and precious metals will never do
The thorn is blunted
And The perfume will fade
I stand where sun is set
I crave the shade
Down in the tavern with Mary and Joe
Palms reached for alms as they throw
15 Petals...
One for every hour that we're apart
Tears and useless battles
I'll never start
Mussolini highway
There's a frankincense tree
I picked some up there to carry with me
You take me to places where I never go
I love you more than you know
15 Petals
Scattered in the path where you will tread
15 Petals
Of vivid red
One wine-bar vamp with the polythene face
Ein Panzer Kommander with no hair in place
The crooked battallions drilled holes in the square
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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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45
Bells are chiming for victory
There's a page back in history
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They came back to the world that they fought for
Didn't turn out just like they thought
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Here is a song to sing to do the measuring
What you lose, what you gain, what you win?
Nine years later a child is born
There's a record, so you put it on
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Nine years more, if we're lucky now
Nine-year-old puts his money down
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Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I held for you
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There's a stack of shellac and vinyl
Which is yours now and which is mine?
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Here is a song to sing to do the measuring
What you lose, what you gain, what you win?
Bass and treble heal every hurt
There's a rebel in a nylon shirt
But the words are a mystery, I've heard
'Til you turn it down to 33 and 1/3
'Cos it helps with the elocution
Corporations turn revolutions
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So don't you weep and shed
Just change your name instead
What you lose when it all goes to your head?
I heard something peculiar said:
"Perhaps he's got a shot and now he's dead"
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Bells are chiming and tears are falling
It creeps up on you without a warning
45
Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I bless
I'd be lost, I confess
45
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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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A Town Called Big Nothing
Big nothing.
He stood in the road outside of town with a broken clockwork toy in
his hand: A graveyard for childish dreams in his palm; a broken lifeline.
Big nothing.
The mechanical amusement sputtered to life in his fist. As he clenched, it
whirred and died again. It was a cowboy who drew his gun, but the
pistol was welded to the holster by age and careless children, so it
struggled and strained and it unwound his own spring.
Big nothing.
He didn't need tattoos to show where he had been and who he had loved. It
was the same thing that men had cried for; that women had dyed their hair
for. The cellophane illusion of a starry sky stretched over an open sore.
Big nothing.
He thought about his lost daughter: the way her eyes would alight at the
greedy circus barker's blackmail song; how he wanted to smash her skull
when she parroted back, 'tell mommy; tell poppy; you need this little
dolly.'
Big nothing. (x2)
The smoky voice of the petaled girl woke him long enough. There was too
much light in the room, so he unscrewed the bulb. She took him to bed like
an adopted dog.
Big nothing.
She lit sickly incense, as he tried to tell if the resemblance was pure
and coincidental. He unleashed his grip on the toy, all it meant to him,
and it wound down forever.
Big nothing.
He woke up in a sweat. The next day, with her smile still painted on his
mouth, he walked out of a town called Big Nothing.
Big nothing. (repeat until fade)
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aquarius2006 Iskusni član

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Datum registracije: 29 Nov 2006 Poruke: 882

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Baby Plays Around
It's not open to discussion anymore
She's out again tonight and I'm alone once more
She's all I have worth waiting for
But baby plays around
And so it seems I've always been the last to know
To hold on to that girl, I had to let her go
I wish to God I didn't love her so
'Cos baby plays around
I try to be strong hold on to my pride
She doesn't even know it's wrong, how much I hurt Inside
And heaven knows I've tried
But baby plays around. just a plaything
It's hard to reconcile the facts I'm facing
It's not open to discussion anymore
She walks those shiny streets
I walk the worn out floor
She's all I have worth living for
Baby plays, baby plays around
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