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Eurythmics
Eurythmics


Информация
Откуда London, United Kingdom
Жанры Synthpop
New Wave
Pop Rock
Годы 1980—2005
Лейблы Arista Records
RCA Records
См. также The Catch
The Tourists
Сайт Website
Бывшие участники
Annie Lennox
Dave Stewart



Альбом Eurythmics


Be Yourself Tonight (1985)
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Would I lie to you?
Would I lie to you honey?
Now would I say something that wasn't true?
I'm asking you sugar
Would I lie to you?

My friends - know what's in store.
I won't be here anymore.
I've packed my bags
I've cleaned the floor.
Watch me walkin'.
Walkin' out the door.

(Believe me - I'll make it make it)

Tell you straight - no intervention.
To your face - no deception.
You're the biggest fake.
That much is true.
Had all I can take.
Now I'm leaving you

(Believe me - I'll make it make it)

Chorus repeats.

(Watch me - watch me! Ooh yea)

. . .



No-one on earth could feel like this.
I'm thrown and overblown with bliss.
There must be an angel
Playing with my heart.
I walk into an empty room
And suddenly my heart goes "boom"!
It's an orchestra of angels
And they're playing with my heart.

(Must be talking to an angel)

No-one on earth could feel like this.
I'm thrown and overblown with bliss.
There must be an angel
Playing with my heart.
And when I think that I'm alone
It seems there's more of us at home.
It's a multitude of angels
And they're playing with my heart.

Chorus repeats.

I must be hallucinating
Watching angels celebrating.
Could this be reactivating
All my senses dislocating?
This must be a strange deception
By celestial intervention.
Leavin' me the recollection
Of your heavenly connection.

. . .



Well the sound of your voice on the telephone
Make me feel distressed
Make me all alone.
Why do I feel so incomplete?
When you're not here I'm just obsolete.

My bed is burnin' all through the night.
You're the only one that can make me feel right.
Try to lay down my sleepin' head
But I'm tossin' and turnin' around instead.

I love you like a ball and chain.
(Make it alright now.)
Love you like a ball and chain.
(Feels too good.)

I'm a fool I know but I'm stuck on you.
I'm a fool I know and it's makin' me blue.
There's a river of blood.
There's a river of tears
I've been wasting all these years.

Chorus repeats

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Now there was a time when they used to say
That behind every - "great man."
There had to be a - "great woman."
But in these times of change you know
That it's no longer true.
So we're comin' out of the kitchen
'Cause there's somethin' we forgot to say to you (we say)

Sisters are doin' it for themselves.
Standin' on their own two feet.
And ringin' on their own bells.
Sisters are doin' it for themselves.

Now this is a song to celebrate
The conscious liberation of the female state!
Mothers - daughters and their daughters too.
Woman to woman
We're singin' with you.
The "inferior sex" got a new exterior
We got doctors, lawyers, politicians too.
Everybody - take a look around.
Can you see - can you see - can you see
There's a woman right next to you.

Chorus repeats.

Now we ain't makin' stories
And we ain't layin' plans
'Cause a man still loves a woman
And a woman still loves a man
(Just a same though)

. . .



(When will you make up your mind?)

Darling just be yourself tonight.
There's nothing wrong with the way you feel.
The moon and stars are in the sky.
We're centuries apart
And the lights are shining down on you.
(I can't stand it)

Everybody's kissing someone.
Holding hands just to get some fun.
I couldn't care less if I ever get none.
Or never fall into some lover's arms again.
(I can't stand it)
Aah... conditioned soul
When will you make up your mind?
(I can't stand it)

Aah... conditioned soul
When will you make up your mind?
(I can't stand it)

Darling don't be afraid tonight.
Something's wrong with the way you feel.
The moon and stars have all gone by.
We're centuries apart and the lights are dying.
Everybody's hurting someone.
Stabbing back just to get some fun.
I hope to God I don't get me none.
Or never fall into some killer's arms again.

When will you make up your mind?
(I can't stand it)

. . .



Adrian - don't you understand?
Fools like us are always dreaming.
And when you go to bed
And cover up your head
It's better if you try to stop remembering.
And the world is slowly dawning
To wake up to a new clear morning.
Some of them just half your age
Get written off, page by page...

Adrian don't you understand?
Fools like us are always dreaming.
And when you go to bed
And cover up your head
It's better if you try to stop remembering.
Some of them just half your age
Get written off page by page...

And the world is softly sleeping
While your fears are in their keeping.
All the planet's making haste
To blow to bits in outer space...
Adrian - don't you understand?

. . .



I've got a lover back in Japan
He's got tattoos
He's my Superman
I try to call him up from time to time
We can talk about the weather
Is the weather fine?

And I say break, break
Break away those ties
Break, break.

I've got a lover
Up in outer space
He's been tumbling around
All over the place
I like to call him from time to time
We can talk about heaven...

Break, break
Break away those ties
Break, break...

When the whole world descends on me
I'll be waiting for you...

Got another lover in Timbuktu
Got a name for him
He's my little guru.
When I don't call him he starts to cry
I have to tell him stories just to pacify.

Break, break...

When the whole world descends on me
I'll be waiting for you...

I was bitter when I met you
I was eloquent with rage
Like honey from a poisoned cup
I flowed from stage to stage.
(Ooh... sugar baby... sing me a lullaby.)
Japanese baby...

. . .



Have you ever heard the sound of disappointment?
It tangles your head like a winter rose.
Comes up eager and shining
And it likes to leave a scar before it goes.

Here comes that sinking feeling
(Can't keep it to myself)

Nobody hurts me like you do.
You cut into me like a poison dart.
Creep into my sleep at night.
Break into my dreams and tear them apart.

Here comes that sinking feeling.

Have you ever felt the sound of disappointment?
It pounds in your head like hammer blows.
Comes on gentle and smiling.
And it likes to leave a scar...
Here it comes again no.
Here comes that sinking feeling.

. . .



Cool tears flow upon my pillow.
And I'm freezing blue with misery.
You know that I never meant to hurt you
But something always gets right in the way.

So I'll fill this bedroom full of mystery.
Hang our last conclusions on the wall.
And if this empty building starts to get to me
Please remember that it just might be your fault.

Better to have lost in love
Than never to have loved at all...

So the fated lovers turn to enemies -
And all their hidden feelings start to show.
And I never though that boy
Could mean so much to me.
And now it seems I'll have to let you go...

. . .


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