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Matrix Soundtrack




Альбом Matrix Soundtrack


Matrix Reloaded: The Album (06.05.2003)
06.05.2003
1.
Linkin Park "Session"
2.
3.
4.
Rob Dougan "Furious Angels" (instrumental)
5.
6.
Team Sleep "The Passportal"
7.
8.
9.
Paul Oakenfold "Dread Rock"
10.
Fluke "Zion"
11.
12.
BT "The Revolution" (from trailer)
13.
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Linkin Park
"Session"

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Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Babble, babble, bitch, bitch
Rebel, rebel, party, party
Sex, sex, sex and don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah, got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing along
Babble, babble, bitch, bitch
Rebel, rebel, party, party
Sex, sex, sex and don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah, got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing

Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it? - No
Do we want it? - Yeah
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

Babble, babble, bitch, bitch
Rebel, rebel, party, party
Sex, sex, sex and don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah, got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing along
Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it? - No
Do we want it? - Yeah
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

And now its 'you know who'
I got the 'you know what'
I stick it 'you know where'
You know why, you don't care
And now its 'you know who'
I got the 'you know what'
I stick it 'you know where'
You know why, you don't care

And now its 'you know who'
I got the 'you know what'
I stick it 'you know where'
You know why, you don't care
And now its 'you know who'
I got the 'you know what'
I stick it 'you know where'
You know why, you don't care

Babble, babble, bitch, bitch
Rebel, rebel, party, party
Sex, sex, sex and don't forget the violence
Blah, blah, blah, got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your stupid slogan in
Everybody sing

Are you motherfuckers ready
For the new shit?
Stand up and admit
Tomorrow's never coming
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit
Do we get it? - No
Do we want it? - Yeah
This is the new shit
Stand up and admit

So let us entertain you
So let us entertain you
So let us entertain you
So let us entertain you
So let us entertain you
Blah, blah, blah, blah everybody sing along

. . .


Yeah
Time to die
Time to die
Time to die
Time to die

Silhouetting, complicating
Whom to dare – I do not care
What is form and exploration
Everything is everywhere
Increase time and spin around it
Ready for another day
Power up and memorize it
Snap the mag and blow away.

Pin Eyed God
Get away
Pin Eyed God
Here to stay, yeah
Pin Eyed God
Break on you
Pin Eyed god
Coming free, yeah

Time to die
Time to die
Time to die
Time to die

I rejecting – back and building
Where you stare I do not care
What is crawling and competing
Everything is everywhere
Deep inside you get around it
Reaching back another day
Jump it up and feel the heat
You snap the mag and blow away.

Pin Eyed God
Get away
Pin Eyed God
Here to stay, yeah
Pin Eyed God
Break on you
Pin Eyed god
Coming free, yeah

Time to die
Time to die
Time to die
Time to die

Reload
Reload
Reload
Yeah

Reload

Pin Eyed God
Get away
Pin Eyed God
Here to stay, yeah
Pin Eyed God
Break on you
Pin Eyed god
Coming free, yeah

Time to die
Time to die
Time to die
Time to die
Time to die
Time to die
Time to die

Reload

. . .

Rob Dougan
"Furious Angels"

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They'll come soon
I keep waiting...and I wait...
so somebody save me
And if you're feeling lucky...come and take me home
And if you feel loved
If you feel lucky, if you feel loved
If you feel lucky, if you feel loved
You've crossed the walls - excelled
Further along through their hell
All for my heart, I watch you kill
You always have, you always will
Now spread your wings and sail out to me..x2
So if you're feeling lucky...come and take me home
Come and take me home..x4
Yeah if you feel love...
(If you feel lucky, if you feel loved) x6
Crossed the walls - excelled
Further along through their hell
For my heart
I watch you kill
You always have
You always will
You always have and always will
You always have
You always will
Spread your wings and sail out to me...

. . .

Team Sleep
"The Passportal"

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Reveal to me, the mystery
Can you tell me what it means?
Explain, these motions and metaphors
Unlock these secrets in me
Describe the vision the meaning is missing
Oh, anybody listening?
Define, the riddles of my mind
Nothing is really what it seems

Dreaming of Zion awake
Sleeping awake
Dreaming as Zion awake
Can't stop sleeping awake

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?
Can't stop sleeping awake

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel like I feel?
Can't stop sleeping

Can you, see it, the writing?
Can you tell me what it means?
Translate, the symbol's enigma
Expressions keep questioning me
The message is switched
And the meaning is missing
Oh, anybody listening?
Prophecy and servants take the signs
Nothing is really what it seems

Dreaming of Zion awake
Sleeping awake
Dreaming of Zion awake
Can't stop sleeping awake

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel like I feel?
Can't stop sleeping awake

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?
Can't stop sleeping awake

Do you see, what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel like I feel?
And can you dream like I dream?

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel like I feel?
Do you dream like I dream?

Can anybody see me?!
Can anybody hear me?!
Can anybody feel me?!
IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?!?!

Dreaming of Zion awake
Sleeping awake
Dreaming of Zion awake
Can't stop sleeping awake

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?
Can't stop sleeping awake?

Do you see what I see?
Can you hear what I hear?
Do you feel like I feel
Can't stop sleeping awake

CAN ANYBODY SEE ME?!
CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME?!
CAN ANYBODY FEEL ME?!
IS ANYBODY OUT THERE?!?!

. . .


Feel the funk blast

I be walkin' god like a dog
My narrative: fearless
My word war returns to burn
Like Baldwin home from Paris.
Like Steel from a furnace
I was born landless...
It's the native son
Born of Zapata's guns.
Stroll through the shanties
And the cities remains.
Same bodies buried hungry,
But with different last names.
These vultures rob everything;
Leave nothing but chains.
They Pick a point on the globe,
Yes the pictures the same!
There's a bank, there's a church, a myth and a hearse,
A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth.
There's a widow pig parrot,
A rebel to tame,
A whitehooded judge,
A syringe and a vein.

And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard

Whatcha say,
Whatcha say,
Whatcha say,
What!

Calm like a bomb!

This ain't subliminal.
Feel the critical mass approach horizon.
The pulse of the condemned
Sound off America's demison.
The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker -
Yes I spit fire.
Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires.
Yes, back through the shanties and tha cities remains,
The same bodies buried hungry,
But with different last names.
The vultures rob everyone,
Leave nothing but chains.
Pick a point here at home,
And the picture's the same.
There's a field full of slaves,
Some corn and some debit.
There's a ditch full of bodies,
The check for tha rent.
There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone
The numb black screen,
That be feelin' like home.

And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard...

Whatcha say,
Whatcha say,
Whatcha say,
What!

Calm like a bomb!

There's a mass without roofs,
A prison to fill,
There's a country's soul that reads post no bills.
There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill.
There's a right to obey
And there's a right to kill.

. . .

Paul Oakenfold
"Dread Rock"

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Fluke
"Zion"

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When the world ends
Collect your things
You’re coming with me
When the world ends
You tuckle up yourself with me
Watch it as the stars disappear to nothing
The day the world is over
We’ll be lying in bed

I’ma rock you like a baby when the cities fall
We'll rise as the building’s crumble
Float there and watch it all
Amidst the burning, we’ll be churning
You know, love will be our wings
The passion rises up from the ashes
When the world ends

When the world ends
You’re gonna come with me
We’re going to be crazy
Like a river bends
We’re going to float
Through the criss cross of the mountains
Watch them fade to nothing
When the world ends
You know that’s what’s happening now
I’m going to be there with you somehow, oh...

I’ma tie you up like a baby in a carriage car
Your legs don’t work cause you want me so
You just lie spread to the wall
The love you got is surely
All the love that I would ever need
I’ma to take you by my side
And love you tall, ‘til the world ends

Oh, but don’t you worry about a thing
No, 'cause I got you here with me
Don’t you worry about it
Just you and me
Floating through the empty, empty
Just you and me
Oh, graces
Oh, grace

Oh, when the world ends
We’ll be burning one
When the world ends
We’ll be sweet makin love
Oh, you know when the world ends
I’m going to take you aside and say
Let’s watch it fade away, fade away
And the world’s done
Ours just begun
It's done
Ours just begun

We’re gonna dive into the emptiness
We'll be swimming
I’m going to walk you through the pathless roads
I’m going to take you to the top of the mountain that’s no longer there
I’m going to take you to bed and love you, I swear
Like the end is near

I’m going to take you up to
I’m going to take you down on you
I’m going to hold you like an angel, angel

I’ma to love you
I’ma to love you
When the world ends
I’ma to hold you
When the world is over
We’ll just begin...

. . .


Combat, better prepare to bust back.
Combat, better prepare to bust back.
The Revolution will be televised.
(The Revolution will be televised.)

Yeah!
The Revolution!
Yeah!
The Revolution!
The Revolution will be televised.
The Revolution!

Welcome to the world
Of computer chips and manuscripts
Where everybody seals their lips.
Wrong or right we came to clear your sight.
Combat, better prepare to bust back.

TV screens get you the satellite beams.
Wrong or right we came to clear your sight.
This type of game comes as no surprise
Bloody divide
The Revolution will televise.

The Revolution will be televised.
The Revolution will be a war of attrition.
Wars against the sleeping.
The Revolution will be fought in all forms of media.
It'll be fought on phone lines...
On cable modems...
And our cell phones
And our palm pilots...
The revolution will be fought on...st...t...t...t...t...t

We stand in the face of a quickening...
And the great dumbing down of our people
And in our greatest minds
And we wage war
By whatever means necessary...
By punishing awakening.
Into our sources and into our thoughts...
By blaming out of our Pleasantville.
Out of our gray summer.

This revolution is not free.
This revolution is not free.

It's powerful.
This revolution is our revolution.
And we embrace our revolution.
We've been signing of years of lies and false revelation.
This is our revolution and our revolution is secure.

The Revolution!
The Revolution!
The Revolution!
The Revolution will be televised.

The Revolution!
The Revolution!
The Revolution!
The Revolution will be televised.

The Revolution will televise.

. . .


King Kong, in Cannes, on a date with Spiderman.
Dan Dar's sitting there, scared by the killer teddy bears.
Down town, Mini mouse is slippin Micky's in the famous grouse, while big bird spreads the word
Anybody with a heart votes love.
Judge Dredd, found dead, face down in Snoopy's bed.
Outside, Tweetie Pie's getting itchy on more supplies.
Meanwhile, Snow White gets ready for work tonight, turning tricks with crystal tips.
Trying to make the best of it's absurd.
Puppy dogs and pussy cats in suspect suicide attacks.
Captain Kirk from Planet Earth, fights it out with Papa Smurf
Some phoney little ponies, preying on old and lonely, making friends, robbing them
The X men taught them everything.
Betty Boop, tired of life, took vows, became a bride of Christ
While Tin Tin's been playing at Caesar's palace live on ice.
Babar Kumbayahs with the mighty Morphin movie stars, as big bird spreads the word
Anybody with a heart votes love.

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