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Tricky
Tricky


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Настоящее имя Adrian Nicholas Matthews Thaws
Дата рождения 27 января 1968 г.
Откуда Knowle West, Bristol, England
Жанры Trip Hop
Alternative
Годы 1985—н.в.
Лейблы Island Records
Domino Records
См. также The Wild Bunch
Massive Attack



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Knowle West Boy (07.07.2008)
07.07.2008
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Tricky:
Again, we go 'round and round
I get a dress
I guess it's always my round

Alex Mills:
Can you get me that drink

Tricky:
Friends, girls, they come and go

Alex Mills:
You think you're nice

Tricky:
But friends ??? constant flow
See, she, she likes that money boy
And she, she's a puppy toy

Tricky & Alex Mills:
You stare, you stare and look confused
Your fruit is slightly bruised
You're aware, but don't like men, no
Your love, won't care again
(2x)

Tricky:
Girl, you got a vicious tongue

Alex Mills:
You're talking to me

Tricky:
Yeah, I wish, wish you cough up along
Girl, you see I'm insecure

Alex Mills:
And you're an idiot

Tricky:
Look at me, I think you're pure
Girl, get your head right

Alex Mills:
There's nothing wrong with me, mate

Tricky:
You, yeah, you're getting right

Tricky & Alex Mills:
You stare, you stare and look confused
Your fruit is slightly bruised
You're aware, but don't like men, no
Your love, won't care again
(2x)

Tricky:
You, you're making money round
I get the drinks
It's always my round

Tricky & Alex Mills:
You stare, you stare and look confused
Your fruit is slightly bruised
You're aware, but don't like men, no
Your love, won't care again
(repeated)

Alex Mills:
Now piss off

. . .


Rodigan:
Real gangster ...
In a leather trenchcoat, made in Milano
Black leather felt disguise me my skin
... dark night..., Tricky and ...
It's time for a drink, so we go in a casino

From the busted (?) door we see guys, they team up
Me's a scarface (?), and a girl from Reno
Drink ... and a guy can't sneak up
... lean up
.... clean up
clean up, speak up, before it gets serious
female singer:
There's no exit
I can't stand still
Keep on running
(repeated)

Tricky:
....
London, Jamaica, Bristol, Manchester ....
...
I don't care ....
Life's to touch (?)
....

female singer:
There's no exit
I can't stand still
Keep on running
(repeated)

Tricky:
.... come in a club

Rodigan:
Real gangster ...
In a leather trenchcoat, made in Milano
Black leather felt disguise me my skin
... dark night..., Tricky and ...
It's time for a drink, so we go in a casino

From the busted (?) door we see guys, they team up
Me's a scarface (?), and a girl from Reno
Drink ... and a guy can't sneak up

female singer:
There's no exit
I can't stand still
Keep on running
(repeated)

. . .


Joseph:
They want to see me cry
I would rather fly
I'm swimming in my grease
Angel, touch my face

She leads me by my hand
To castles in the sand
Suffocating from concrete
She I like to meet
I have to leave to look
I had to take a took (?)
I have to feel alone
I have to change my tone

I begin to wash my sins
I'm tryin' (?), my life begins

I sit up, I stand down
I sit up, I spin around
(4x)

I should lose my friends
And I forget these bells
I'll spend time with me
And take a time to see
(Tricky: I sit up)

I learn about myself
(Tricky: stand down)
crowded since my twelve
My / his (?) mother said I'm special
(Tricky: round and round)
On my starship vessel

She left me now, she's gone
(Tricky: stand down)
She gives to give a song / the gift of song (?)
She gives to give,
(Tricky: round and round)
She gives to give a song
(Tricky: I sit up, stand down, I sit up)

. . .


If I had been on your mind on that day
Holding on to your thoughts, do you mind that way
You could've never jumped down in those arms
You could've never left my heart cold
(2x)

Dead
Guilty no ???, there's no mercy for you
I stint
Burning your image, your lies and your hints
You're dead
I'm building a prayer for the memories I can't stand
Your life doesn't bother me now
I'm discharged
I kill yourself
Just to feel good
And make my life better without your trace
You're dead
Buried under this ground

If I had been on your mind on that day
Holding on to your thoughts, do you mind that way
You could've never jumped down in those arms
You could've never left my heart cold
(2x)

Damned
But I feel the shame of the cheap life, for this
I'm blessed
You kept on poisoning all of my days
And for this
Brutally choking, so I bought a smile from death
The others said ??? of your demise
Was my life and I love
All my survival skills
I loved you, too
But you tried to kill me as well
Too bad
You didn't give me respect

If I had been on your mind on that day
Holding on to your thoughts, do you mind that way
You could've never jumped down in those arms
You could've never left my heart cold
(2x)

. . .


Female singer:
You excite
You excite me

Tricky:
C'mon baby you might be

Female singer:
You excite
You excite me

Tricky & female singer:
You excite me maybe you might be
Am I the first one not likely
You will you won't just like me
I'm so phoney I'm lonely

I take too much, I taste your touch
I'm automatic there's no clutch

C'mon baby, baby c'mon (x4)

I think you do, but you don't care
I think you will, but you won't share
I'm shaking, baby, I'm shaking
Is this for love that we're making

I won't rehearse, you're in my verse
You're in my song 'cause you're so strong

C'mon baby, baby c'mon (x4)
C'mon baby, baby c'mon (x4)

Tricky:
Hey love, how you been love
It's a long time since I've seen love
Are you caring for him, love
He's good for you, love
How you been, love
How you been, love

I remember when we met, love
We sat in the dark, love
We sat just apart, love
But not for long, love
We grew real strong, love
Real strong love
You caring for him, love
He's good for you, love

Tricky & female singer:
C'mon baby, baby c'mon (x4)
C'mon baby, baby c'mon (x4)

Female singer:
Baby c'mon

. . .


In my mothers belly and I'm starting to kick,
9 months in the womb and I'm making her sick,
Squeeze through the womb and I land in the room,

Don't know who we are, can't really tell,
We do the council flats and we do some jail (?)

Don't like school, in a week we go once,
Don't like th' police 'cos they kick and they punch,
God bless all the stress and the stress comes at once,
But remember boy you're a superstar
Can't break it, can't take who you are
Can't break it, can't take who you are
Remember boy you're a superstar

They call you council estate
They call you 'can't go straight'
They call you crime rate
They call you 'can't go straight'
And you're bending all the rules
where you bury your tools (?)
Bending all the rules
where you bury your tools

Your family can't visit cos the visits too far,
You can't be who you be 'cos you're not who you are,
Remember boy you're a superstar x3

Can't break it, can't take who you are
Can't break it, can't take who you are
Remember boy you're a superstar

Superstar (can't take it)
You don't know who you are (can't take it)
Superstar (cant take it)
You don't know who you are (can't take it)
You're a superstar

So remember boy you're a superstar.

Can't break it, can't take who you are
Can't break it, can't take who you are
So remember boy you're a superstar

. . .


Lubna & Tricky:
I realize, there's no compromise
Through lion eyes, I love for (?)
Just wasn't there, even though I care
Did I hurt you back / bad (?), did I make you sad

I know I paid (?), that's why I'm alone today
Just me myself, no mental health
My mistake overtakes
Your love's overgrown my love

My love, my love, my love for you
My love, my love, my love for you

Now I wonder why, until we die
And then upon the praise
Hope Jesus come to kill the man / mourn (?)
I feel again, I love you then
Oceans of time, a cross divine
I found you, I will find you
That is not my time, my time to take
For me ... , my lover's soul (?)

My love, my love, my love for you
My love, my love, my love for you

Til it burnt my soul
Burns my soul
Burns a hole

My love, my love, my love for you
My love, my love, my love for you

. . .


spoken voice:
... abort your mission, looks like you've got to abort this situation ....

Tricky:
The revolution will be televised in Iran
And the Holy Koran
You can go on to the internet, log in to your local war
You can read your paper
Receive a mental scar
Gets your happy meal in your happy car
You can make more money, more money
But still here you are

You can hate, hate til you waste away
You can come back tomorrow
Jesus is not here today
He's gone missing
Lost in this place called religion
I'm a muslim, I'm a Jew
I'm a conquest clan, I'm a nigger too

Wait for the crash, we're not built to last
Won't you go on and on
Like Duracell
Durex, no effects, yeah,
Sex on a sale
You can read and read
Until your eyes f**king bleed
Either you give or you like to receive

The revolution will be televised in Iran
And the Holy Koran
You can go on to the internet, log in to your local war
You can read your paper
Receive a mental scar
Gets your happy meal in your happy car
You can make more money, more money
But still here you are

You can get killed by friendly fire (4x)
I wanna be the pope, I'm no hope
I'm a desire
You can do what you like
Competition is none
You can get it, come get it
Yeah, here you come
You can watch Clark Gable, honey, cable
You can build and build
Yeah, take MySpace
You can digest, digest
You never see me place
I've been here, I've been there
I'll be your teddybear
I don't care
I won't share,
By the way, what sex are you
If you're a man, be a man
But if you wanna be a woman
I guess you do
Do what you can (can)
You say you like girls (girls)
So why you're with boys
And when I talk (talk)
(All I hear is noise) just becomes noise
When I'm surrounded by people
How come I'm still lonely
I guess it's me ego
thinks's it's one and only
I guess it's my ego
I guess it's my ego
Yeah, yeah
I guess it's my ego
Yeah, yeah,
I guess, I guess it's my ego
Yeah, yeah
I guess it's my ego
One and only
Do we go on and on

When I talk (talk)
just becomes noise (noise)
How can I be surrounded by people
And still be lonely

. . .


Hafdis Huld & Tricky:
Jesus said to Mary, you really can come
I'm tired, love, and I'm feeling real numb
Gotta see if my father's come
I'm under pressure, while I'm under the sun

Father priest (?) expects me to lead
Leaves is easy (?), wants me to bleed
I'm scared, ...in the fear I'm lost
I won't lie, don't wanna die on no cross
... my feet
Wanna stay and lay with you, you're sweet
It's not my cross to bear
No, I don't care
(3x)

When I'm dead, they say I rise again
If I come, will you still be here then
If I run, will you run with me too
we're hiding inside
we find a space for two

Evil (?) friends before we leave
.... care for friends deceived (?)
Free my chains

It's not my cross to bear
No, I don't care
(3x)

Tricky:
Premature, don't wanna die on no cross

Hafdis Huld & Tricky:
When I'm dead, he was my body and fame

Tricky:
Premature, don't wanna die on no cross

Hafdis Huld & Tricky:
When I'm dead, he was my body and fame

Tricky:
This is not my cross
No, I don't care
(repeated)

. . .


Tricky & female singer:
Knew you'd be here tonight
So I put my best dress on
Boy I was so right

Our eyes connected
Now nothing's how it used to be
No second guesses

Track in on this feeling
Pull focus close up you and me
Nobody's leaving

Got me affected
Spun me 180 degrees
It's so electric

Slow down and dance with me
Yeah, slow (slow)
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow (slow)

Come on and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow (slow)

Don't wanna rush it
Let the rhythm pull you in
It's here so touch it

You know what I'm saying
And I haven't said a thing
Keep the record playing

Slow down and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow

Come on and dance with me
Yeah, slow
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow

Dance with me yeah
Read my body language
Slow, slow, slow
Take it down, down
Slow, slow, slow

Slow down and dance with me
Yeah, slow (slow)
Skip a beat and move with my body
Yeah, slow (slow)

Come on and dance with me
Yeah, slow (slow)
Skip a beat and move with my body (slow)
Yeah, slow (slow)

Come on and dance with me
Yeah, slow, slow
Come on and dance with me
Yeah, slow, slow, yeah

. . .


Dem bwoy, dey a TV gangsta,
Coulda neva wanna see my anger,
Can you relate?
It's too late.

If a bwoy think this a na go round ting,
Control him,
That a just mounting,

So far bad man sling with a right and squeeze,
Any time, any night, when we live and drunk,
Inna fire we no jump outta fry pan,
Pon our honor,
So no war we nah shy from,
This eagle inna sky, it a flies 'pon,
Give me a reason or ya ready to go fight 'pon,

Dough it make me blaze dem thoughts,
Shaking when ya hear dis mouth,
Mi gangsta wheneva we blazin South,
Rude bwoy only faking thoughts,

So you a gangsta, you nah real or like,
?? gangsta, you neva see a Crenshaw,
So you take life,
We take no response,
Dem rule dem guerilla,
Save inna Bronx,
So you run streets and some love to six,
Jamaican gangsta woulda row fi see dis,
So you love war and ya love preaching,
Dem an Indian cubs, dem nah know (bout) my menace,

(repeat to end)
Dem bwoy, dey a TV gangsta,
Coulda neva wanna see my anger,
Can you relate?
It's too late.

. . .


Lubna & Tricky:
I used to wait for her outside the school gates
She's fifteen and pregnant, I guess it's too late
I guess I'm too young, but I do what I can
She gave birth at fifteen, said the baby's not mine
So I get ahead in life, and get ahead in crime
It runs in the family (?), old ...
It's Strangeways, Horfield* ...
Where goes time (?)
...
Where goes time (?)
....

Lubna:
I'm a stranger as well, I'm dying myself
I guess I'm too young, but I do what I can

Lubna & Tricky:
I used to wait for her outside the school gates
She's fifteen and pregnant, I guess it's too late
I guess I'm too young, but I do what I can

Where goes time (?)
...
Where goes time (?)
....

Tricky:
Where goes time (?)
...
Where goes time (?)
....

I used to wait for her outside the school gates
(fade out)

. . .


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