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Eels
Eels


Информация
Откуда Los Feliz, California, United States
Жанры Indie Rock
Alternative Rock
Lo-Fi
Годы 1995—н.в.
Лейблы DreamWorks
Vagrant Records
Состав
E
Koool G Murder
The Chet
Knuckles
P-Boo
Бывшие участники
Jonathan "Butch" Norton
Tommy Walter
Adam Siegel
John Parish
Lisa Germano
Joe Gore
Puddin'
Shon Sullivan
Alan Hunter



Альбом Eels



2005
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6.
7.
8.
9.
Novocaine For The Soul (moog cookbook remix)
10.
11.
12.
13.
Flyswatter (polka dots remix)
14.
15.
16.
My Beloved Monstrosity
17.
18.
19.
Waltz Of The Naked Clowns
20.
. . .


I came home tonight
I felt like I'd die of loneliness
Strange you think, popularity
I'm looking for a simple life,
life ain't simple
I'm tired and sick, I don't wanna be alone
I go to a party, but I don't really want to
So now i'm sitting out here on my porch
writing in the dark air, listening to
my little black cat miau
I'm trying to vent some of the terrible passion
that's coursing through me
There's something about you
There's something about spending the afternoon
asleep in your arms
I hate you
Fucker

. . .


my beloved monster and me
we go everywhere together
wearing a raincoat that has four sleeves
gets us through all kinds of weather


she will always be the only thing
that comes between me and the awful sting
that comes from living in a world that's so damn mean


my beloved monster is tough
if she wants she will disrobe you
but if you lay her down for a kiss
her little heart it could explode


she will always be the only thing
that comes between me and the awful sting
that comes from living in a world that's so damn
mean


la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la




. . .


your stepmother hates my guts
but i don't really care
she don't like me comin' 'round
with my short greasy hair


she would be your best friend
if she had it her way
she would take all your best friends
and put them away


your stepmother hates my guts
but i don't give a damn
she thinks i'm some kinda' scum
'cause i don't call her ma'am


she would be your best friend
if she had it her way
she would take all your best friends
and put them away


your stepmother hates my guts
but i won't give up yet
i want you so goddamn much
but she sure is upset


looking down again i knock
on the door
there she is
looking down on me again

. . .


If I could love you
Im sure I would
If I could hold you
And feel understood
Id be there now
But I don’t know how
Cause I am an animal

But now I’m (? )
Wrap me up tight
Keep me safe inside
Warm at night

I am no more, I am not good
I am so sorry
If you misunderstood
Id make it up
But I cannot
If I am an animal

. . .


Going over to susan's house, walking south down
Baxter street, nothing hiding behind this picket
fence. There's a crazy old woman smashing bottles
on the sidewalk, where her house burnt down two
years ago. People say that back then she really
wasn't that crazy.

Going over to susan's house
Going over to susan's house
She's gonna make it right

Down by the donut prince a fifteen year old boy
lies on the sidewalk with a bullet in his forehead.
In a final act of indignity the paramedics take
off all his clothes for the whole world to see
while they put him in the bag. Meanwhile and old
couple argues inside the queen bee, the sick
fluorescent light shimmering on their skin.

Going over to susan's house
Going over to susan's house
I can't be alone tonight

Take a left down echo park
A kid asks do I want some crack
TV sets are spewing baywatch
Through the windows into black

Here comes a girl with long brown hair who can't
be more than seventeen. She sucks on a red popsicle
while she pushes a baby girl in a pink carriage and
I'm thinking that must be her sister, that must be
her sister, right? They go into the 7-11 and I keep
walking.

Going over to susan's house

. . .


A monk with a hard-on
And a lavender robe
That scratches his thighs
Through the hat that he strode
As he follows a path
Filled with every desire
And mimics his footsteps
And sets his prayers on fire.

Well I too have chosen
That which left no choice
To sing without loving,
A solitary voice,
To observe with passion
Each careful denial:
The protrusions which give my life meaning
For a while.

Sometimes I see you in berries and weeds
You're brushing your teeth with liquorice seeds
Standing too close,
Pulling your clothes,
Smiling at God
And the meaning of life grows.

No and I'll never tell
And I'll never know
What candles you light
After the show
And I'll never tell,
And I'll never ask
The meaning of life after mass.

. . .


guess i'm doing something wrong
never feel right in these shoes
pocket full of matches and a head full of flames
got to warn you that i'm bad news


she tucks me in and then she screams
"one day you will have to choose
either take care of me or take care of you
and don't pretend you're not bad news"


come on now i'll take you home
you don't have a thing to lose
but stick around long enough and you'll find out
i am nothing but bad news


you can never change where you're from
no matter who i will accuse
i'm gonna get on with a better life
and one day i won't be bad news


it's the same everyday when i wake up
it's the same in the way that you
gave me up
in the middle of a swan dive


and i was soaring down
perfect and slow




. . .


what would you say if i left this town tomorrow
i guess i would
but know i'd miss the train
i know i would


i'll take a dog's life
just layin' in the sun
i'll take a dog's life
'cause i don't care for this one


chasing trains and planes and rain
where is my rain
falling down upon a thirsty world
i never want to be the same


another time i might have fit in alright
but not this time
i guess i'm just too soon
to change my tune


i'll take a dog's life
just layin' in the sun
i'll take a dog's life
'cause i don't care for this one


chasing trains and planes and rain
where is my rain
falling down upon a thirsty world
i never want to be the same

. . .


Life is hard, and so am I
You'd better give me something, so I don't die
Novocaine for the soul
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out

Life is white and I am black
Jesus and his lawyer are coming back
Oh my darling, will you be here
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out

Guess who's living here, with the great undead
This paint-by-numbers life is fucking with my head
Once again

Life is good and I feel great
'Cause mother says I was a great mistake
Novocaine for the soul
You'd better give me something to fill the hole
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out
Before I sputter out

. . .


sitting in the funeral parlor
on the night before the day
think i might have left the stove on
think i might have left the door unlocked
i don't know if the stores will all be closed
when i get out
i don't know if the chores will all be done
when i get home


sitting in the funeral parlor
listen to the organ play
what if i forgot the trash cans
what if i forgot to telephone
i don't know if i wrote the number down
in my book
i don't know if i can stand to stay here
one more second

. . .


remember last year when you were on your own
you swore the spirit couldn't be found
december rolled around and you were counting on it
to roll out


well, everything's gonna be cool this christmas
everything's gonna be cool this christmas
everything's gonna be cool this christmas


well everybody's lookin' for you down at the house
the tree is looking so inspired
there's a yuletide groove waitin' for you to move
i'll go and throw another log on the fire


everything's gonna be cool this christmas
everything's gonna be cool this christmas
everything's gonna be cool this christmas


as days go by the more we need friends
and the harder they are to find
if i could have a friend like you all my life
well i guess i'd be doin' just fine


everything's gonna be cool this christmas
everything's gonna be cool this christmas
everything's gonna be cool this christmas

. . .


she has eyes disability blue
a german dog and a strict curfew
and if one man's cage is another man's stage
then she's turned the script to another page
and she doesn't really give a damn
what you have to say


she makes a call on her friend's cell phone
the operator answers and says "you're not alone"
and if one man's ceiling is another's dance floor
then she'll be the one running to the seashore
trying to tell the seagulls this is home


and if one man's cage is another man's stage
then she'll be the one wiser than her age
trying to get the message to your ears




. . .


Little field mice
Living under the house
Never eating much
Tough life for a mouse
And if you think you're gonna be spared you're wrong

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice about
Whatever keeps you itchin
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

Heat is rolling in like
Hell's red rug
Stinking like the breath of beelzebub
And if you think you won't walk on coals you will

Field mice, head lice
Spiders in the kitchen
Don't think twice about
Whatever keeps you itchin
Ice water, flyswatter
Gonna get you through
The day

. . .


Vice President Fruitley
Vice President Fruitley
C'mon to where you need to go
Vice President Fruitley

I think you know where I'm goin'
This song is all about you
I wanna be with you
Every day and night
'Cause I say...

Vice President Fruitley
I think you know what to wear
Vice President Fruitley
I'm really glad you're not square
Vice President Fruitley
Oh, come on, baby
Oh, baby, baby, baby
I really think that maybe we could go
Vice President Fruitley
Vice President Fruitley
Vice President Fruitley
Vice President Fruitley

Vice President Fruitley
Oh, I think you're cool
Vice President Fruitley
Come on, let's drool
Vice President Fruitley
Vice President Fruitley
Vice President Fruitley
La dee da doo...

. . .


White chalk, written on red brick
Our love, told in a heart
It's there, drawn in the playground
Love, kiss, hate or adore
I love Jennifer Eccles
And i know that she loves me
I love Jennifer Eccles.
And i know - she loves me.
La la la la la la la la la la la la la

I used to carry her satchels.
She used to walk by my side.
But when we got to her doorstep
her dad wouldn't let me inside

One Monday morning, found out I'd made the grade.
Started me thinking that maybe she done the same?

I hope that Jennifer Eccles is going to follow me there.
Our love is bound to continue.
Love, kiss, hate or adore.

I love Jennifer Eccles
I know that she loves me
I love Jennifer Eccles.
And i know that she loves me

. . .

My Beloved Monstrosity

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. . .


Wise men say, only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you

Shall I stay? Would it be a sin?
If I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows, surely to the sea
Darling so it goes, some things are meant to be

Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows, surely to the sea
Darling so it goes, some things are meant to be

Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can't help falling in love with you
For I can't help falling in love with you

. . .


nobody's quite sure how it became
that something so good
could become of this day
but she's like a dream
where you've lost all your fear


and in this life you're lucky to have
even one good friend
and it's her that i'll miss in the end


love stories come
and then love stories go
but this is the one
that i'll always know
she is the one that makes me believe


and in this life you've got yourself
on which you can depend
but it's her that i'll miss in the end
yeah it's her that i'll miss in the end


love is a word that gets thrown 'round a lot
sometimes it means something
other times not
but she is the greatest love i'll ever know


and in this life you'll never know
what's waiting 'round the bend
but it's her that i'll miss in the end
yeah it's her that i'll miss in the end
it's her that i'll miss in the end


. . .

Waltz Of The Naked Clowns

[Нет текста]

. . .


sad foot sign
why you gotta taunt me this way
the happy side is broken now
it's gonna be an awful day
and if i have to drive back by
to see from a different side
would it be enough to say
the first time was a lie

sad foot sign
the end is coming
that's what they say
maybe you could see it
in your heart for one day
to let me feel what it's about
to really be alive
to live and breathe and see and feel
then i can die


and when i come back to this world
i'll put on the uniform
and go into the foot sign shop
where you were born

. . .


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