I've got a cupboard with cans of food, filtered water, and pictures of you and I'm not coming out until this is all over. And I'm looking through the glass Where the light bends at the cracks And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs Pretending the echoes belong to someone Someone I used to know
And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go ba ba ba ba
I wanted to walk through the empty streets And feel something constant under my feet, But all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors Because the air outside will make Our cells divide at an alarming rate Until our shells simply cannot hold All our insides in, And that's when we'll explode (And it won't be a pretty sight)
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go ba ba ba ba
I did my best to notice when the call came down the line up to the platform of surrender I was brought but I was kind and sometimes I get nervous when I see an open door
close your eyes, clear your heart
cut the cord are we human or are we dancer my sign is vital, my hands are cold and I'm on my knees looking for the answer are we human or are we dancer
pay my respects to grace and virtue send my condolences to good give my regards to soul and romance they always did the best they could and so long to devotion, you taught me everything I know wave good bye, wish me well
you gotta let me go are we human or are we dancer my sign is vital, my hands are cold and I'm on my knees looking for the answer are we human or are we dancer
will your system be alright when you dream of home tonight there is no message were receiving let me know is your heart still beating
are we human or are we dancer my sign is vital, my hands are cold and I'm on my knees looking for the answer
you've gotta let me know are we human or are we dancer my sign is vital, my hands are cold and I'm on my knees looking for the answer are we human or are we dancer
Stop, slow down, take a deep breath (ooh yeah) Stop, slow down, take a deep breath (na na na na na) Ooh, oh
I look at you and I know you're trouble I should run just fast as I can One smile, game over Here in front of you I stand I know you're only gonna burst my bubble Trouble is my heart don't care It's ignoring all the danger signs Stop, Slow down, take a deep breath, beware
I'm not willing to be so fearless, careless, just yet Once bitten, twice shy, is what you get
My hearts got a mind of it's own Won't listen to a word I say Doesn't it know that I get hurt too When it acts that way Cos When it breaks I break I don't know how much more of this I can take Doesn't it know that I get hurt too When it acts that way
Too many times I've witnessed My heart make a fool of itself So sure it's gonna turn out one way Always turns out being somethin' else
My hearts got a real malfunction Always flippin' into over ride When I tell it to be sensible It over rules my cynical mind
I'm not willing to be so open, transparent, no not yet Once bitten twice shy, is what you get (But here in front of you, there's nothin I can do)
My hearts got a mind of it's own Won't listen to a word I say Doesn't it know that I get hurt too When it acts that way Cos When it breaks I break I don't know how much more of this I can take Doesn't it know that I get hurt too When it acts that way
My hearts got a mind of it's own Won't listen to a word I say (word I say) Doesn't it know that I get hurt too (hurt too) When it acts that way Cos When it breaks I break I don't know how much more of this I can take (I don't know how much more of this I can take) Doesn't it know that I get hurt too When it acts that way
Stop, slow down, take a deep breath Think about what I'm doin' Think about once bitten, twice shy Stop, slow down, take a second Before you rush right in It's gonna be my tears you cry
My hearts got a mind of it's own (of it's own) Won't listen to a word I say Doesn't it know that I get hurt too When it acts that way (when it acts that way) Cos When it breaks I break (I break) I don't know how much more of this I can take (More of this I can take) Doesn't it know that I get hurt too (get hurt too) When it acts that way (when it acts that way)
My hearts got a mind of it's own (mind of it's own) Won't listen to a word I say Doesn't it know that I get hurt too (Doesn't it know that I get hurt too) When it acts that way (when it acts that way) Cos when it breaks I break (Cos when it breaks I break) I don't know how much more of this I can take (More of this I can take) Doesn't it know that I get hurt too When it acts that way
My hearts got a mind of it's own My hearts got a mind of it's own Stop, slow down, take a deep breath [Fade]
Taking on water, Sailing a restless sea From a memory, A fantasy. The wind carries Into white water, Far from the islands. Don't you know you're Never going to get to France. Mary, Queen of Chance, will they find you? Never going to get to France. Could a new romance ever bind you? Walking on foreign ground, Like a shadow, Roaming in far off Territory. Over your shoulder, Stories unfold, you're Searching for sanctuary. You know you're Never going to get to France... I see a picture By the lamp's flicker. Isn't it strange how Dreams fade and shimmer? Never going to get to France... I see a picture By the lamp's flicker. Isn't it strange how Dreams fade and shimmer? Never going to get to France... Never going to get to France. Never going to... Never going to get to France. Never going to... Never going to get to France. Never going to...
No one likes looking at you Your lack of ego offends male mentality They need your innocence To steal vacant love and to destroy Your beauty and virginity used like toys
My mind is dead, everybody loves me Wants a slice of me Hopelessly passive and compatible Need to belong, oh the roads are scarey So hold me in your arms I wanna be your only possession
Used, used, used by men Used, used, used by men
All they leave behind is money Paper made out of broken twisted trees Your pretty face offends Because its something real that I cant touch Eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower
No God reached me, faded films and loving books Black and white tv All the world does not exist for me And if Im starving, you can feed me lollipops Your diet will crush me My life just an old mans memory
Little baby nothing Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty Dress your life in loathing Breaking your mind with barbie doll futility
Little baby nothing Sexually free, made-up to breakup Assassinated beauty Moths broken up, quenched at last The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by
You are pure, you are snow We are the useless sluts that they mould Rock n roll is our epiphany Culture, alienation, boredom and despair
You are pure, you are snow We are the useless sluts that they mould Rock n roll is our epiphany Culture, alienation, boredom and despair
Generation Terrorists, Manic Street Preachers - 1992
Eso empezó aquella tarde que yo a la morocha Después de un par de cartitas la fui a visitar Me tomé como 10 coletivos y en medio de la fiesta Llegó el marido, no pude escapar. Eso ni ahí se compara cuando fui de picning Y en medio de Palermo empezó a llover Junté los sanduches de salame y la caja de vino Llegó la policia, empecé a correr. Cruzando la vía te juro, que yo no vi el tren.
Y ahora estoy aquí, sentado en una nube Ya soy un ángel, no puedo volver Y desde aquí te doy sólo un consejo hermano "Cuida bien tu vida que en el cielo no existe el placer"
Coro: Porque en el cielo no hay Vino y cerveza No hay milanesa No hay pizza y café Porque en el cielo no hay Plantitas verdes No hay tortas fritas No hay coca y fernet
Cuando llegué al paraíso hablé con San Pedro Yo quería un poco de vino y una mujer Pero San Pedro enojado me dijo: "Hijo mio, si querés joda, mi amigo, hablá con Moisés"
Moisés me dijo: "En el cielo no existe el placer"
Coro: Porque en el cielo no hay Vino y cerveza No hay Milanesa no, No hay coca y fernet No hay coca y fernet No hay coca y fernet
Talk to me - want my love. Talk to me - but not that stuff. You ain't get enough using my love. You call for me again I'll see.
In the heat of the night - You lose control and sell your soul - I lose control in the heat of the night - It's much too late to leave the trade - But I can't stand it anymore - You lose your heart and sell your soul - I lose control in the heat of the night - In the heat of the night -
Talk to me - want my love. Talk to me - but not that stuff. Who's on my side losing my pride? You call for me again I'll see.
In the heat of the night - . . . In the heat of the night -
In the heat of the night - . . . You lose your heart and sell your soul - It's much too late to leave the trade -
