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Skunk Anansie
Skunk Anansie


Информация
Откуда London, England
Жанры Rock
Britrock
Alternative Rock
Годы 1994—н.в.
Лейблы Epic Records
Virgin Records
One Little Indian Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Mark Richardson
Skin
Cass
Ace
Бывшие участники
Robbie France



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Stoosh (20.05.1996)
20.05.1996
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I bit my tongue and stood in line
With not much to believe in
I bought into what I was sold
And ended up with nothing

This is not my idea of
a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea

You thought that I would never see
What was meant for you
was meant for me
I was distracted at the time
Forget about yours
now what about mine

This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea

You thought I was a little girl
You thought I was a little mouse
You thought you'd take me
by surprise
Now I'm here burning down
your house

This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea of a good time
This is not my idea


. . .


all i want is a mirror
so i can see this so
called brighter day
i'm watching all the
world crawl back again
watching how it blows
itself away

that's all i want (x4)

all i want is destruction
wanna see it crumble
beneath my toes
smell the way my sore
eyes burn away
that's all i can have
today

all you want is to be me
so you can screw me up
and don't give a damn
('cos i'm a) crazy
little daisy to vile to
breathe
i'm everything you want
today

. . .


I don't need an education
I learnt all I need from you
They got me on some medication
My point of balance was askew
It keeps my temperature
from rising
My blood is pumping through
my veins

Somebody get me out of here
I'm tearing at myself
Nobody gives a damn about me
Or anybody else

I wear myself out in the
morning
You're asleep when I get home
Please don't call me
self-defending
You know it cuts me to the bone
Though it's really not
surprising
I hold a force I can't contain

Somebody get me out of here
I'm tearing at myself
Nobody gives a damn about me
Or anybody else

Still you call me codependent
Somehow you lay the blame on me

Somebody get me out of here
I'm tearing at myself
I've got to make a point
these days
To extricate myself
Somebody get me out of here
I'm tearing at myself
Nobody gives a damn about me
Or anybody else

Still you call me codependent
Somehow you lay the blame on me
Somehow you lay the blame on me

. . .


I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of the rope
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore

Can't find it in the bible
Can't find it on t.v.
Can't find it in diamonds
There's something inside me that just won't allow me to
Find it in music
Can't find it in my soul
Can't find it in chocolate
Oh babe I can't hide it I can't even find it in you

I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of the rope
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore

There's no way she can kiss you the way that I do
I heard that you miss me
Oh you should be careful of who you've been talking to
Long nights without you have taught me to be strong
I've cut all my losses
Think no more about it cause I couldn't fight it

I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of the rope
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore

There was a time I thought I'd die
If you should ever leave me high and dry
And you don't want me anymore
It's time to settle the score

I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of my tether
I've torn all the letters up
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore
I just don't care anymore
I've reached the end of my rope and it's time that I told you so
I just don't care anymore
Won't cry these tears anymore

It's time to settle the score

. . .


I hope you're feeling happy now
I see you feel no pain at all it seems
I wonder what you're doin' now
I wonder if you think of me at all
Do you still play the same moves now
Or are those special moods
For someone else
I hope you're feeling happy now

Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight

Does laughter still discover you
I see through all those smiles
That look so right
Do you still have the same friends now
To smoke away your problems and your life
Oh how do you remember me
The one that made you laugh
Until you cried
I hope you're feeling happy now

Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
I want you

Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
I want you

Just because you feel good
Doesn't make you right (oh no)
Just because you feel good
Still want you here tonight
I want you

I wonder what you're doing now
I hope you're feeling happy now
I wonder what you're doing now
I hope you're feeling happy now

. . .


i cried on my blood day
there was nothing that i could hold on to
just a line could have helped
remind me of you, of you
i screamed till the blood came
i was living in a cloud of hope
lover's kiss then they make a wish to the end
they pretend

'cause everyday hurts a little more
and everyday hurts a little more
and i'll do anything, yes i'll do anything
to belong to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong
everyday hurts a little more
yes everyday hurts a little more
and i'll be anything, yes i'll be anything
to belong to be strong
to say there's nothing wrong
everyday hurts
everyday hurts
everyday hurts

i cried in the sunlight
would i fake all the times i loved you
just a play in a game i twisted with you, with you
i need to believe you
sacrificed all the lies we made up
how we kissed
then we made our wish to the end
to the end

(repeat chorus)

time made me confide in you
so contrived were the words you sold me
now nothing can swallow
the feeling so shallow inside

(repeat chorus)

. . .


the sweeter the taste i love it
eaten your gutted spine
all of your thoughts i have them
spitting them out, sublime

(cos') i am the god of power
political to the core governments
roll theirs heads out the beast
always wants some more

i love it, he loves it
we love your apathy
we crush your, lame spirit
we love your apathy
love-er-ly

i have the information
(that) keeps you from knowing me
i abuse you, as you watch me
and you always vote me in

the poorer you are the better
that gives me more control
c'os i am the brute that hates you
(and i'm) loving it to the bone
why don't you wait till you bleed
why don't you wait for the cause

and i'll and i'll
and i'll and i will watch you
i'll wait, i'll wait, for you i'll wait, i'll wait, for you

. . .



Somewhere beyond the sea
Somewhere waiting for me
My lover stands on golden sands
And watches the ships that go sailing

Somewhere beyond the sea
She's there watching for me
If I could fly like birds on high
Then straight to her arms I'd go sailing

It's far beyond a star
It's near beyond the moon
I know beyond a doubt
My heart will lead me there soon

We'll meet beyond the shore
We'll kiss just as before
Happy we'll be beyond the sea
And never again I'll go sailing

I know beyond a doubt
My heart will lead me there soon

We'll meet I know we'll meet
Beyond the shore
We'll kiss just as before
Happy we'll be beyond the sea
And never again I'll go sailing

Together we'll be just you and me

. . .


I saw a weird boy
He looked at me with a look of pure hate
Nobody knew all the grief
Where he'd been
He was a sad boy
He was a victim of a dirty good time
Feely games in the back of
His boarded up estate
Soon enough he's
Pickin' on me
Kicked my head in 'cos
That's all that he'd seen
Soon enough he's
Pickin' on me
Pickin' on me

I told my teacher
She looked at me so indifferently
Her whole night was spent marking
Paper red tape
So I had to learn to fight
Kicked his sister
'Cos I had no respect
So here's the start of another war
You against me
Soon enough he's pickin' on me
Kicked my head in cos
That's all that he'd seen
Soon enough he's pickin' on me
Pickin' on me
Pickin' on me

. . .


She's not the kind of girl
Who likes to tell the world
About the way she feels
about herself
She takes a little time in
making up her mind
She doesn't want to fight
against the tide

And lately I'm not
the only one
I say never trust anyone
Always the one who has to
drag her down
Maybe you'll get what you want
this time around

Can't bear to face the truth
So sick he cannot move
And when it hurts he takes it out
on you

And lately I'm not
the only one
I say never trust anyone
Always the one who has to
drag her down
Maybe you'll get what you want
this time around

The trick is to keep breathing
The trick is to keep breathing

She knows the human heart
And how to read the stars
Now everything's about to
fall apart
I won't be the one who's going to
let you down
Maybe you'll get what you want
this time around
I won't be the one who's going to
let you down
Maybe you'll get what you want
this time around

The trick is to keep breathing
The trick is to keep breathing
The trick is to keep breathing
The trick is to keep breathing
The trick is to keep breathing
The trick is to keep breathing
The trick is to keep breathing



. . .


how can your face be so angry
when all your doing is looking at me
chastise me for my behaviour
it's gonna last too long
and what i am now but your reaction
i'm all those memories you tried to steal
this war will never be over
gonna last too long
you're still a fucker x3
to me (you know)
lucifer cried when you looked at me
and the heaven's rained down on your acid face
what is left now that it's over
shouldn't last too long
and it feels so real and it feels so real
but it's all the same it is all the same what a life x2
and i believe i belong nowhere
maybe there are win-ners (but i'm) always used
everythings
hard to discover when it lasts too long
you're still a fucker to me

. . .


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