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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:41 am | |
| "I Do"
I wanna be much more like you Your effortlessly graceful scene That drips from every pore of you Where logic cannot intervene I wanna take a bath with you And wash the chaos from my skin I wanna fall in love with you So how do we begin ?
I wanna be a girl like you The way you swing your hips in jeans I wanna wear my face like you Shiseido MAC and Maybelline I wanna paint the town with you And tickle you until you scream I wanna fall in love with you
I wanna say I do I wanna say I do I wanna say I do I wanna say I do I wanna say I do
I wanna be much more like you The way your smile lights up the room I'll kick back as men flirt with you To jealousy I'll stay immune This confidence in me and you This hope that you and I will bloom I wanna fall in love with you
I wanna say I do I wanna say I do I wanna say I do I wanna say I do I wanna say I do
The question is do you ? |
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:41 am | |
| "Johnny & Mary"
Johnny's always running around, trying to find certainty. He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely
Mary counts walls, knows he tires easily
Johnny thinks the world would be right, if it would buy, truth from him. Mary says he changes his mind, more than a woman.
But she made her bed, even when the chance was slim.
Johnny says he's willing to learn, when he decides, he's a fool. Johnny say's he'll live any where, when he earns time to.
Mary combs her hair, says she should be use to it.
Mary always edges her bets, she never knows, what to think. She says that he still acts, like he's being discovered.
Scared that he'll get caught, without a second thought
Johnny feels he's wasting his breath, trying to talk, sense to her Mary says he's lacking a real, sense of proportion So she combs her hair, knows he tires easily
Johnny's always running around, trying to find certainty. He needs all the world to confirm, that he aint lonely
Mary counts walls, says she should be use to it.
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:41 am | |
| "Kitsch Object"
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree With artistic license, always comes for free Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Snook your way backstage Paris sets the rage coursing on your brain so now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree With artistic license, always comes for free Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
Know that bitches face?? All seen better days So quick to blow your fuse But that's the life you choose
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me If your luck is dying, go and plant a tree With artistic license, always comes for free Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
Snook yourself backstage Paris sets the rage coursing on your brain so now I slip away
Just like every lichen, how you stick to me If your luck is dying now, go and plant a tree With poetic license, always comes for free Just like every lichen, how you stick to me
Weightless.. Bare.. Faithless... Scared
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:41 am | |
| "Leni"
I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky Beneath her shoulder, beneath her evil eye She towers over this male who is a fly My sci-fi lullaby
I kneel before her, beneath this frozen sky I beg below her, my limbs are paralyzed She beats me harder than any kind of guy My sci-fi lullaby |
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:41 am | |
| "Mars Landing Party"
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul, Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul, Une presence ambigue, Une presence inconnue, Jusqu'a ce que j'en peux plus,
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul, Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul, Une presence ambigue, Une presence inconnue, Jusqu'a ce que j'en peux plus,
Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul, Embrasse - moi, mets ton doigt dan mon cul, Une presence ambigue, Une presence inconnue, Jusqu'a ce que j'en peux plus,
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Kiss me, put your finger up my arse, Kiss me, put your finger up my arse, An ambiguous presence, An unknown presence, Until I can't take it anymore,
Kiss me, put your finger up my arse, Kiss me, put your finger up my arse, An ambiguous presence, An unknown presence, Until I can't take it anymore,
Kiss me, put your finger up my arse, Kiss me, put your finger up my arse, An ambiguous presence, An unknown presence, Until I can't take it anymore, |
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:42 am | |
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"Miss Moneypenny"
Penance for his sin, he locked it in for just a little while lubricating creams, sanitaries would only cramp his style it's a dirty job but shooting guns just makes you horny wants to spill his seed on guaranteed, service with a smile.
Miss Moneypenny Miss Moneypenny Oh Miss Moneypenny Miss Moneypenny Oh
Pitter patter of the eyelid on the first roll of the dice feel the atmosphere, it's gently laced with nicotine and spice it's a long walk home, the entrance of the night is scary only trouble is, he never learned to shoot the same gun twice
Miss Moneypenny Miss Moneypenny Oh Miss Moneypenny Miss Moneypenny Oh
Every job he saves the girl martini, mobile phone bastards getting in his way they're all pushing daisies All you need to make a movie is a gun and a girl
0898 007 [repeat]
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:42 am | |
| "Paycheck"
Consumed by the one's who made her She's a faker, always let's me down Dressed up like a capital shaker Pull the ? that judgment let her down I'll have your guts for garters, just for starters Don't you make me frown She could've been a nutter So I had to cut the mother down Slacker, wasting half is life on sniffing glue Now he's a foreman working for the red the white and blue Plain sailing, safe surfing Public peeling, back stab
Confused by the one's who break her She's a faker, never makes a sound Undressed like a soul in prayer Buy a share, pay her by the pound I'll have your face for breakfast I'm in excess, need of a stroke down She could've been a nutter So I had to cut the mother down Slacker, wasted half is life on speed Now he's reformed and working for the red the white and blue Plain sailing, shoulder rubbing Dental flossing, back stab
Pay - check, Pay - check
Save the best for later Be careful not to stain the sheets now You god damn liar Take me higher
I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing I never wanted the real thing, I never wanted the real thing I never wanted the real thing
Slacker, wasted half is life on sniffing glue Now he's reformed, working for the red the white and blue Plain sailing, wife swapping Stool pigeon, back stab.
Pay - check, Pay - check
Save the best for later Be careful not to stain the sheets now You god damn liar Pants on fire
Cold lining to pour on me But this one really takes the piss It's likely to proquandry I deserve so much more than this.
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:42 am | |
| "Protège Moi"
C'est le malaise du moment L'épidémie qui s'étend La fête est finie on descend Les pensées qui glacent la raison Paupières baissées, visage gris Surgissent les fantomes de notre lit On ouvre le loquet de la grille Du taudit qu'on appelle maison
Protect me from what I want Protect me from what I want Protect me from what I want Protect me Protect me
Protège-moi, protège-moi [x4]
Sommes nous les jouets du destin Souviens toi des moments divins Planants, éclatés au matin Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls Perdus les reves de s'aimer Les temps où on avait rien fait Il nous reste toute une vie pour pleurer Et maintenant nous sommes tout seuls
Protect me from what I want Protect me from what I want Protect me from what I want Protect me Protect me
Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi) Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi) Protect me from what I want (Protège-moi, protège-moi) Protect me Protect me
Protège-moi, protège-moi [x2]
Protect me from what I want Protect me from what I want Protect me from what I want Protect me Protect me [x3]
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:42 am | |
| "Slackerbitch"
It echoes in my brain I didn't mean it pulses through my veins I didn't mean it I'm the one to blame I didn't mean it did too much cocaine I didn't mean it.
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore looks real cute, her lips are sore slackerbitch, faghag, whore always comes back for more
Your memory will fade I didn't mean it you've always had it made I didn't mean it I know you feel betrayed I didn't mean it I just wanted to get laid I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore looks real cute, her lips are sore slackerbitch, faghag, whore always knocking on my door
You come across impure I didn't mean it you're goddamn immature I didn't mean it you act so insecure I didn't mean it you hate me now I'm sure I didn't mean it
Slackerbitch, faghag, whore looks real cute, her lips are sore slackerbitch, faghag, whore dripping sex from every pore slackerbitch, faghag, whore looks real cute, her lips are sore slackerbitch, faghag, whore such a motherfucking bore.
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:43 am | |
| "Then The Clouds Will Open For Me"
My guy is a tad transcontinental But it keeps me enchained Watch an old black and white movie Fred and ginger are too sentimental, crying in shame I don't want to be forgotten I can't be alone So don't you dare leave me It's like coming home To a skin that has died Human voices like a drum And they're looking right through me Scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me My guy is a tad too ornamental When he's frozen in space Cut your eye far to me A covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subway I don't want to be forgotten I can't be alone So don't you dare leave me It's like coming home It's a skin that has died Human voices like a drum And they're looking right through me Scatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for me One more time for me, one more time for me One more time for me, one more time for me One more time for me, one more time for me Trans-likened, twisting my ankle Doing the grave dance Narcotic? yes please, I'll have a sample Riding on my very last chance Then the clouds will open for me Gonna meet my jesus christ I see history playing before me For pleasure and passion you play the price Sadness the name of the spike that took me I'll make that's all Like some raging, hard, horny mephistopheles Who came for my soul
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:43 am | |
| "Twenty Years"
There are twenty years to go And twenty ways to know Who will wear, Who will wear The hat.
There are twenty years to go, The best of all I hope. Enjoy the ride, the medicine show.
And thems the breaks for we designer fakes. We need to concentrate on more then meets the eye.
There are twenty years to go, The faithful and the low. The best of starts, the broken heart, the stone. There are twenty years the go, The punch drunk and the blow. The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone.
And thems the breaks for we designer fakes. We need to concentrate on more then meets the eye. And thems the breaks for we designer fakes. But it's you I take 'cause your the truth not I.
There are twenty years to go. A golden age I know. But all will pass, will end to fast, you know.
There are twenty years to go, And many friends I hope. Though some may hold the rose some hold the rope.
And that's the end and that's the start of it. That's the whole and that's the part of it. That's the high and that's the heart of it. That's the long and that's the short of it. That's the best and that's the test in it. That's the doubt, the doubt, The trust in it. That's the sight and that's the sound of it. That's the gift and that's the trick in it.
You're the truth not I.
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Posts: 21096 Join date: 2009-11-09 Age: 16 Location: Unknown.
 | Subject: Re: Placebo Sun Dec 19, 2010 1:43 am | |
| "Waiting For The Son Of Man"
Patience comes to the ugly, not me laughter comes to the lucky, not me people in my head that won't stop talking nothing in my dream that isn't creepy crawling
Walking in the park and I think that i'm falling swimming in the sea and I think i'll you guessed it only lifeguards only lifeguards packing all the time ?? can save me
waiting waiting waiting for the son of man for the son of man
Patience comes to the ugly, not me concentration comes to the ugly, not me nothing on the box that hasn't been born no-one in the street that isn't old
Driving in the car and I think that i'm crashing swimming in the Sea and I think that i'll you guessed it only lifeguards only lifeguards packing all the time can save me
waiting waiting waiting for the son of man for the son of man
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