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Thurston Moore
Thurston Moore


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Настоящее имя Thurston Joseph Moore
Дата рождения 25 июля 1958 г.
Место рождения Coral Gables, Florida, U.S.
Жанры Alternative Rock
Noise Rock
Experimental
Годы 1978—н.в.
Лейблы Geffen Records
SST Records
Ecstatic Peace!
См. также Sonic Youth
Ciccone Youth
The Coachmen
Even Worse
Dim Stars



Альбом Thurston Moore


Trees Outside The Academy (18.09.2007)
18.09.2007
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American Coffin
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Off Work
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Never Day
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Free Noise Among Friends
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Trees Outside the Academy
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Thurston@13
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Frozen guitar next to yr sweet lamp
Melting sweetheart in yr ivory hand
Genie genie our wishes burn down slow
Ripped stocking blues white teas and smoke

Throw me a line
Throw me out i'll catch up sometime
Which way to the most high
See the concrete and glitter road sign

Insane keyboard next to frozen amp
People everywhere feel yr basement jam
Animals languish on yr carpet beam
Hey alan a sunboy sunbeam

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I'm not the one they called
But i showed up anyway
Set off the critical alarm
Tweaked to obey

No matter how they change it
The dream always looks the same
Decoy machines are breaking
In protest to the game

The shape is in a trance
Fixated on the fire
The shape will take its trance
To think it can go higher

Reject his record
Eject the lady's master tape
It's not that she won't rewind
Its her desire to take shape
Abandoned bass amp blowing
Love to starlight dream
Boxes of blood plugged into
Our awesome sick machine

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Come back honest James, come back to your town,
Take your shadow's mistress from our fertile ground.

Never one to cry out, but it's gone on too long.
Every song is empty without your friendly tongue.

Come back honest James; your brother, he is here.
He rode into the darkness and he needs you to be near.

Why don't you just tell him what's inside your heart,
Let love take over; you know the devil just ain't that smart.

And I'll always love him...

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Blue meets silver and silver runs,
Blue follows and then its gone, its gone,
But not for long,

Wood meets dirt and the dirt is fine,
The dirt is always in yr mind, yr mind,
Mind is gone

Pearl meets light and light gets lost,
But that's all right for the holy frost of the day,
It's safe to say

Every time we meet my friend,
All I know is it's the perfect end tonight,
The perfect time,

Everytime we meet this way,
All I know is I must obey, obey,
Yr fun and games

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FRI/END LYRICS
You step on the purple veil
Emit shards of a screaming halo.
You strap on your rainbow sail.
Rainbow resin, oh sticky cyclone
Oh, how i love the smell of your charred remains
Nothing better
Than to meet you sweetheart in severed chains
Oh it's love forever.

Chorus

Yeah, I'll always be your friend.
Oh yeah, at least just till the end.


Our burn out switch is hit
Instant meltdown, freak fry the ghost town.
Fresh battery head trip.
Love it to death, hot ghoul child skum sound.

Never leave you alone, harsh and heavy drone.
Decode the sizzle soft beat.
Pre-historic love, electric catacomb.
The question marks buzz through thee.

Chorus

Yeah, I'll always be your friend.
Oh yeah, at least just till the end.

Bridge

Oh pardon me, purple veil.
Take care of the girl who loves you.
She rides the hot hot rail
Devotional Dharma crackles above you
And all the snaggle tongues shall lick tonight
Sweet circular motions
Amplifier Buddah in her sight
And love smiles through me.

Chorus

Yeah, I'll always be your friend.
Oh yeah, at least just till the end

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American Coffin

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Here come the language meanies
They don't speak a word
Picture pretty conflicts
And they will love yr work

I'm not superstitious
But maybe I'm losing my mind
'Cos I just met these wonderful witches
Who seem to have captured time

Mellow realism
The pleasures of peace
Backstages of prison
Yr wink is my release

I'm not here to fuck up
But I just wanna say
That if you just don't shut up soon
I'll have to quit the play

Here come the language meanies
Here comes the party line
Can you say b-e-d spells bed?
Can you say it to my eye?

I'm not superstitious
But maybe Im losing my faith
'Cos I just met these wonderful witches
Who seem to have captured space

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Off Work

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Never Day

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Free Noise Among Friends

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Trees Outside the Academy

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Thurston@13

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