11 juin 2000 - Festival
Rock Im Park: Nurnberg, Allemagne |
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MFC, Habit, Corduroy, Breakerfall, God's Dice, Animal, Nothing As It Seems, Dissident, Even Flow, Given To Fly, Wishlist, Alive, Off He Goes, Leatherman, Better Man, Once, Lukin, Insignificance, Improv/New Song, Rearviewmirror Rappels: Black, Spin The Black Circle, Do The Evolution, Light Years, Elderly Woman, Leaving Here, Yellow Ledbetter |
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Avant le concert, Liam Gallagher dédit Wonderwall à
"mes amis de Pearl Jam", se référant très
probablement aux fans de PJ situés au premier rang. MFC ouvre
avec surprise le concert ; c’est la première fois qu’un
morceau rock ouvre un show de cette tournée puis est suivi par
Habit, qui ne comporte toujours pas la phrase "Speakin as…
". Durant Nothing As It Seems, Ed dit "C’est très
beau !" se rapportant au public. Eddie se trompe dans les paroles
d’Even Flow mais peu importe, tout le groupe joue à la
perfection, Jeff rebondit partout comme en 1992, le solo de Mike est
étonnant et encore une fois rallongé. A la fin de Wishlist,
Eddie est prêt à rajouter un tag mais à la place,
il joue juste quelques notes, les yeux fermés puis dit "Danke!".
Après Alive, Eddie rajoute qu’il se rappelle "l’avoir
joué parfaitement dans un petit club de Hambourg à l’occasion
de l’anniversaire de Jeff, le 12 mars 1992… en outre, c’est
la dernière fois qu’il a prit une douche. " Puis il
demande à la pluie de tomber ou la lune d’apparaître
avant de commencer Off He Goes. Matt Cameroun domine totalement Leatherman,
avec Stone qui l’accompagne au chant. Après cela, Eddie
indique "Nous avons joué cette chanson ce soir car elle
a été écrite par un allemand, euh non, au sujet
d’un allemand… par un néerlandais. La chanson suivante
est à propos d’un républicain": Betterman (Eddie
fait plusieurs moulins à vent à la Townshend.) Mike joue
son solo durant Once derrière sa tête et Eddie chante avec
rage les paroles de Lukin. Eddie précise que la lune a traversé
les nuages avant Insignificance puis, durant les paroles "full
moon is their skin", il la fixe. L’improvisation ou la nouvelle
chanson avant Rearviewmirror est une belle chanson lente, avec des paroles
au sujet d’une fille embrassée sur la lune. Après
un Rearviewmirror en feu, Mike fait semblant de lancer sa flying V dans
le public. Le solo de Black est raccourcit mais reste très beau
et c’est une bonne surprise d’entendre Spin the Black Circle.
Pour la deuxième fois de suite, Ed change les paroles de Do The
Evolution "I am the first man to shit in my pants" (je suis
le premier homme à chier dans mon pantalon). Light Years est
magnifique, définitivement une des meilleures versions. Leaving
Here fait sa première apparition lors de cette tournée
après quelques soundchecks, introduit par : "Cette chanson
est consacrée à toutes ces joueuses allemandes de foot".
Personne du groupe ne sait qui est supposé jouer son solo en
premier et cela les fait rire mais le reste de la chanson est parfaite.
Yellow Ledbetter clôt le concert, Eddie chante les paroles "I'd
like to stay" (je voudrais rester) et "I'm so glad you stayed”
(je suis si heureux que vous êtes restés.) Une performance
très intense, beaucoup plus qu’un fan peut attendre d’un
concert durant un festival avec un public heureux et paisible |
MFC Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 Sliding out of reverse into drive. This wheel will be turning right, then straight. Off in the sunset she'll ride. She can remember a time, denied. Stood by the side of the road. Spilled like wine now. She's out on her own and line high. There's no leaving here. Ask I'm an ear. She's disappeared now. They said that timing was everything. Made him want to be everywhere. There's a lot to be said for nowhere. There's no leaving here. Ask I'm an ear. He's disappeared now. There's no leaving here. Ask I'm an ear. Fuck it. We'll disappear now. |
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Habit Ecrit par: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 See it happen to a couple of friends. Seen it happen and the message it sends. Takeing off for what's an obvious fall. Just to see what all the fuss is about. It's not your way. Not your way. It's not your way. Another habit says it's in love with you. Another habit says it's long overdue. Another habit like an unwanted friend. I'm so happy with my righteous self. It's not your way. Not your way. It's not your way. Never thought you'd habit. (x3) I never thought you... Never thought you. Never thought you'd habit. (x3) I never thought you... Never never thought you. Never thought you'd habit. (x6) Speaking as a child of the 90's... Never thought you'd habit. (x3) I never thought you... Never thought you. Never thought you'd habit. (x3) I never thought you... Never never thought you. Never... Never me. Never you. Never me. |
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Corduroy Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 The waiting drove me mad. You're finally here and I'm a mess. I take your entrance back. Can't let you roam inside my head. I don't want to take what you can give. I would rather starve than eat your bread. I would rather run but I can't walk. Guess I lie alone just like before. I'll take the firmest path. Oh, and I must refuse your test. A-push me and I will resist. This behavior's not unique. I don't want to hear from those who know. They can buy but can't put on my clothes. I don't want to wait for them to walk. Never would have known of me before. I don't want to be held in your debt. I'll pay it off in blood let I be wed. I'm already cut up and half dead. I'll end up alone like I began. Everything has chains. Absolutely nothing's changed. "Take my hand, not my picture." Spelled my T-shirt. I don't want to take what you can give. I would rather starve than eat your breast. All the things that others want for me. Can't buy what I want because it's free. Can't be what you want because I... Why ain't it susposed to be just fun? To live and die let it be done. I figure I'll be damned. All alone like I began. It's your move now. I thought you were a friend but I guess, I... I guess I hate you. |
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Breakerfall Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 15 mai 2000 There's a girl on a ledge who's got nowhere to turn. Cause all the love that she had was just wood that she burned. Now her life is on fire it's no ones concern. She can blame the world or prey till dawn. But only love can break her fall. Break her fall. Yeah, only love can break her fall. Fall. It's like she lost her invitation to the party on earth and she's standing outside hating everyone here. Yeah, she's her own disease, crying to her doll. But only love can break her fall. Break her fall. Only love can break her fall. Yeah. Yeah fall. Blame the world. Break her fall. Break her fall. Love, love, love can break her fall. Who? Now only love can break her fall. Love, love can break her fall. Fall. Love, love can break her fall. Only love can break her. |
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God's Dice Ecrit par: Ament Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 It's out of my hands making your hands meet. Stumble rises crumbling out of reach. It's in the cards of destiny your sanity in tow. Designate my luck. Uh resignate. Designate my will. Ah, designate my fill. Ah resignate. My will is crashing. Synapses flashing slow. Ah, days like frame by frame. Where do they go? Ah yeah, why fight? Forget it. Cannot spend it after I go. Roll them high. Throw them again. All god's dice. Monkey driven. Call this living? Ha. Ah, too much thought it's overwrought a hole. Yeah, minding yours what's mine not yours. Will finish us off. Ah, designate my life. Ah, designate my view. Ah, resignate my will, my will, my will, I will. Resignate my god. |
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Animal Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 One, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five, five against one. Said one, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against... Torture from you to me. Yeah. Ah. Abducted from the street. Umm. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. Oh. Rah. Why would you wanna hurt me? Oh... Ooh, so frightened of your pain. Yeah. Ooh. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. I'd rather be. (x2) I'd rather be with an animal. Woof. Five, five against one, said. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. I'd rather be. (x2) I'd rather be with an animal. Said one, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against, five against. One, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against one, said. |
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Nothing As It Seems Ecrit par: Ament Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Don't feel like home. He's a little out. And all these words elope. It's nothing like your poem. Putting in. Inputting in. Don't feel like methadone. A scratching voice all alone it's nothing like your baritone. It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home. The little that he sees. Is nothing he concedes. It's home. One uninvited chromosome. A blanket like the ozone. It's nothing as it seems. All that he needs. It's home. The little that he frees is nothing he believes. Saving up a sunny day. Something maybe two tone. Anything of his own. A chip off the corner stone. Who's kidding? Rainy day. A one way ticket headstone. Occupations overthrown. A whisper through a megaphone. It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home. The little that he sees is nothing he concedes. It's home. And all that he frees. A little bittersweet. It's home. It's nothing as it seems. The little that you see it's home. |
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Dissident Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 She nursed him there, ooh, over a night. I wasn't so sure she wanted him to stay. What to say? What to say? But soon she was down. Soon he was low. At a quarter past. A holy no. She had to turn around. When she couldn't hold, oh, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. And to this day she's glided on. Always home but so far away. Like a word misplaced. Nothing said, what a waste. But when she had contact with the conflict. There was meaning but she sold him to the state. She had to turn around. When she couldn't hold she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. Oh. Oh... Oh... She gave him away when she couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here. Oh, couldn't hold on. She couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest place. Oh, A dissident is here. |
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Even Flow Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Freezing. Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete. Again. Oh, Feeling maybe he'll see a little better set a days. Ooh yeah. Oh, hand out faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar. Ooh yeah. Oh, dark grin. He can't help when his happy looks insane. Ooh. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah. Ooh. Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Life again. Life again. Kneeling. Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read. Ooh yeah. Oh, praying now to something that has never showed him anything. Oh, feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way. Oh, ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame. Yeah. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away. Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away. Him away. Him away. Yeah. Woo. Ah Yeah. Fuck your money. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away. A-someday yet he'll begin his life again. Yeah. Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away. Him away. Him away. Yeah. Woo. Uh huh yeah. Yeah yeah, momma mommy |
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Given To Fly Musique: McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out. A bad time nothing could save him. Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out. He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles. He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree. The wind rose up set him down on his knee. A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw. Deliver him wings, "Hey look at me now!" Arms wide open with the sea as his floor oh, oh, oh... He's flying, whole! High! wide! oh... He floated back down cause he wanted to share. This key to the locks, on the chains, he saw everywhere. But first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed by faceless men. Well fuckers, he still stands. And he still gets his love he just gives it away. The love he receives is the love that is saved. And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky. A human being that was given to fly... Flying! whole... High! flying! whole... He's flying! woah... High... woah... oh... |
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Wishlist Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off. I wish I was a sacrifice, but somehow still lived on. I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on the Christmas tree. I wish I was the star that went on top. I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the clouds. Or 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky. I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me. I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me. I wish I was a messenger, and all the news was good. I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood. I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun. I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on. I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on. I wish I was the verb "to trust" and never let you down. I wish I was a radio song the one that you turned up. |
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Alive Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 "Son," she said, "Have I got a little story for you. What you thought was your daddy was nothing but a... While you were sitting home alone at age thirteen your real daddy was dying. Sorry you didn't see him but I'm glad we talked." Oh, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, ooh. Oh, she walks slowly across a young man's room. She said, "I'm ready for you." Why I can't remember anything to this very day? 'Cept the look. The look. Oh, you know where. Now I can't see I just stare. I... I'm still alive. Hey I... But, I'm still alive. Hey I... Boy, I'm still alive. Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Yeah. Ooh yeah. Yeah yeah yeah. Oh. Ooh. "Is something wrong?" She said. Of course there is. "You're still alive." She said. Oh, and do I deserve to be? Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers? Who answers! I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey I... But, I'm still alive. Yeah I... Ooh, I'm still alive. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. |
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Off He Goes Ecrit par: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 1, 2, 1, 2... Know a man. His face seemed pulled and tense. Like he's riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds. So I approach with tact. Suggest that he should relax, but he's always moving much too fast. Said he'll see me on the flipside of this trip he's taking for a ride. He's been taking too much on. There he goes with his perfectly unkept clothes. There he goes. He's yet to come back but I see his picture. It doesn't look the same up on the rack. We go way back. I wonder about his insides. It's like his thoughts are too big for his size. He's been taken, where I don't know. Off he goes with his perfectly unkept hope. There he goes. And now I rub my eyes for he has returned. Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned. For he still smiles. And he's still strong. Nothing's changed but the surrounding bullshit. That has grown. And now he's home and we're laughing like we always did my same old, same old friend. Until a quarter to ten. I saw the strain creep in. He seems distracted and I know just what is going to happen next. Before his first step he is off again. |
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Leatherman Musique: Vedder Paroles: Vedder Album: Single Given To Fly Date: 6 janvier 1998 I heard about a man to whom I may be related. He's leatherman. Died a long time ago in the 1880's. Leatherman. Leatherman. Covered with leather but it wasn't tight. Underneath a moon in the woods at night. Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say. "Here he comes. He's a man of the land. He's leatherman Smile on his face. Axe in his pack. He's leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman." Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed. He wasn't known to stay much but, "Thanks for the bread." So, modern day I walk my way with my jacket faded just like a man of leather whom I may be related. Rolled cigarette for which he'd ask for a light. Appear to be an animal. Yet, so polite. Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say "Here he comes he's a man of the land. He's leatherman Smile on his face. Axe in his hand. He's leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman." Leatherman. Leatherman. Shake his hand. He's leatherman. Bake some bread. He's leatherman. Shame he's dead. I saw his bed. It's all that's left of leatherman. Leatherman. Give me some skin Leatherman. |
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Betterman Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Waiting, watching the clock. It's four o'clock. It's got to stop. Tell him. Take no more. She practices her speech as he opens the door, she rolls over. Pretends to sleep as he looks her over. She lies and says she's in love with him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. Can't find a better man. Talking to herself, "There's no one else who needs to know," she tells herself. Memories back when she was smooth and strong and waiting for the world to come along. Swears she knew him now she swears he's gone. She lies and says she's in love with him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. She lies and says she still loves him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. Can't find a better man. She loved him, yeah. She don't want to leave this way. She feeds him, yeah. That's why she'll be back again. Can't find a better man. |
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Once Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Ooo... I admit it. What's to say? Yeah. I'll relive it without pain. Mmmm. Back street lover on the side of the road. I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode. I got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes. I play. Once upon a time I could control myself. Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah. Oh, try and mimic what's insane. Ooh. I am in it, where do I stand? (Stand, stand.) Oh, Indian summer and I hate the heat. I got a back street lover on the passenger seat. I got my hand in my pocket, so determined, discreet. I pray. Once upon a time I could control myself. Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah waa. You think I got my eyes closed but I've been looking at you the whole fucking time. Ooh, once upon a time I could control myself. Yeah. Once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Once upon a time I could love myself. Yeah. Once upon a time I could love you. Yeah, yeah. Once... (x4) Yeah. Once... Once, yeah... Yeah. Yeah... Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Oww... |
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Lukin Ecrit par: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 Drive down the street can't find the keys to my own fucking home. I'll take a walk so I could curse my ass for being dumb. I'll make a right, after the arches, stinking grease and bone. Stopped at the supermarket people stare like I'm a dog. I'm going to Lukin's. I've got a spot at Lukin's. I knocked the door at Lukin's. Open the fridge. Now I know life is worth. I found the key but I return to find an open door. Some fucking freak who claims I fathered, by rape, her own son. I find my wife, I call the cops, this days work's never done. The last I heard that freak was purchasing a fucking gun.. |
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Insignificance Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 All in all it's no one's fault. Excuses turn to carbon walls. Blame it all on chemical intercourse. The swallowed seeds of arrogance breeding in the thoughts of ten-thousand fools that fight irrelevance. The full moon is dead skin. The one down here's wearing thin. So set up the ten pins as the human tide rolls in. Like a ball that's spinning. Bombs dropping down overhead. On the ground. It's instilled to want to live. Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance. "Turn the jukebox up," he said. Dancing in irreverence. Play C-3. Let the song protest. The plates began to shift. Perfect lefts come rolling in. I was alone and far away, hey. When I heard the band start playing. On the lip they take off. Bombs dropping down overhead. Underground. It's instilled to want to live. Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance. |
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Rearviewmirror Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 I took a drive today. Time to emancipate. I guess it was the beatings, made me wise. But I'm not about to give thanks or apologize. I couldn't breathe. Holding me down. Hand on my face. Pushed to the ground. Enmity gauged. United by fear. Forced to endure what I could not forgive. I seem to look away. The wounds in the mirror waved. It wasn't my surface. Most defiled. Head at your feet. Fool to your crown. Fist on my plate. Swallowed it down. Enmity gauged. United by fear. Tried to endure what I could not forgive. Yeah. Saw things... (x4) ...clearer. (x2) Oh, once you were in my Rearviewmirror. I gathered speed from you fucking with me. Once and for all I'm far away. Hard to believe. Finally the shades are raised. Hey, yea. Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror. Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror. Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror. Saw things so much clearer once you... Oh yeah. |
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Black Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Sheets of empty canvas. Untouched sheets of clay were laid spread out before me as her body once did. All five horizons revolved around her soul. As the earth to the sun. Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn. Ooh, and all I taught her was everything. Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore. And now my bitter hands shade beneath the clouds of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed every day. I take a walk outside. I'm surrounded by some kids at play. Oh, I can feel their laughter. Oh, so why do I sear? Ooh, and twisted thoughts that spin around my head. I'm spinning. Oh, I'm spinning. How quick the sun can drop away. And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed everything. All the love gone bad turned my world to black. Tattooed all I see. All that I am. All I'll be. Yeah. Uh huh... Uh huh... Ooh. I know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky but why, why, why can't it be, oh, can't it be mine? Oh... Ohh yeah oh. Do do do do do do do |
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Spin The Black Circle Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 See this needle. A-see my hand. Drop, drop, dropping it down oh so gently. Well here it comes. I touch the plane. Turn me up, won't turn you away. Spin the black circle. Pull it out. A-paper sleeve. Oh my joy. Only you deserve conceit. I'm so big. A-my whole world. I'd rather you, rather you than her. Spin the black circle. You're so warm. The ritual when I lay down your crooked arm. Spin the black circle. |
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Do the Evolution Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 I'm ahead. I'm a man. I am the first man to shit in my pants. I am at peace with my lust. I can kill cause in god I trust. It's evolution baby. I'm a piece of the man. I buy stocks on the day of the crash. On the loose. I'm a truck. All the rolling hills I'll flatten 'em out. It's herd behavior. Uh huh. It's evolution baby. Admire me, admire my home, admire my son, he's my clone. This land is mine, this land is free, I'll do what I want, yet irresponsibly. It's evolution baby. I'm a thief. I'm a liar. There's my church I sing in the choir. Hall-le-lu-jah. Admire me, admire my home, admire my song, admire my clothes. Consider, appetite for nightly feasts. Those ignorant Indians got nothing on me. Nothing. Why? Because, it's evolution baby. I am ahead, I am advanced, I am the first mammal to make plans. I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher. 2010 watch it go to fire. It's evolution baby. I do the evolution. |
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Light Years Musique: Vedder, Gossard, McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 I've used hammers made out of wood. I have played games with pieces and rules. I undeciphered tricks at the bar. But now you're gone. I haven't figured out why. I've come up with riddles and jokes about war. I figured out numbers and what they're for. I've understood feelings and I've understood words but how could you be taken away? And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were but stones. Your light made us stars. With heavy breath awakened regrets. Back pages and days alone that could have been spent together but we were miles apart. Every inch between us becomes light years now. No time to be void or save up on life. Oh, you got to spend it all. And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. You seem to like it here. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were but stones. Your light made us stars. And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were by stones. Your light made us stars. |
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Elderly Woman Behind the Counter Of A
Small Town Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 I seem to recognize your face. Haunting familiar, yet I can't seem to place it. Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name. Lifetimes are catching up with me. All these changes taking place. I wish I'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. I swear I recognize your breath. Memories, like fingerprints, are slowly raising. Me you wouldn't recall for I'm not my former. It's hard when your stuck upon the shelf. I changed by not changing at all. Small town predicts my fate. Perhaps that's what no one wants to see. I just want to scream, "Hello." My god its been so long. Never dreamed you'd return. But now here you are and here I am. Hearts and thoughts they fade...away... Hearts and thoughts they fade...away... Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... Hearts and thoughts they fade... |
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Leaving Here Ecrit par: High Numbers Reprise sur l'album: Home Alive - The Art Of Self Defense Date: 20 février 1996 Hey, fellas, have you heard the news? oh yeah... The women of this town are being misused...oh yeah... I've seen it all in my dreams last night...oh yeah... Girls leaving this town 'cause we don't treat 'em right, yeah...oh yeah... Well, i'll take a train...take a train... Fly by plane...fly by plane... They're getting tired...getting tired... They're sick and tired...sick and tired... All you fellas better change your ways...oh yeah... They're leaving this town in a matter of days...oh yeah... Girls are good, you better treat 'em true...oh yeah... Seen fellas run around with someone new...oh yeah... I'm getting tired...getting tired... Sick and tired...sick and tired... They're leaving here...leaving here... Are leaving here...leaving here... Are leaving here...yeah, yeah... Leaving here...been a while... Oh yeah... The love of a woman is a wonderful thing...oh yeah... The way that we treat 'em is a trying shame...oh yeah... I'll tell you fellas, yeah, it won't be long...oh yeah... Before these women, they all have gone...oh yeah... They're getting tired...getting tired... Sick and tired...sick and tired... Yeah, take a train...take a train... Fly by plane...fly by plane... They're leaving here...yeah, yeah, yeah... Leaving here... Leaving, leaving...oh, leaving here, now... Baby, baby, baby...please don't leave here...oh... |
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Yellow Ledbetter |
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Concerts - Europe 2000 - Nürnberg 11.6.2000 |
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01 - MFC | 01 - LUKIN | ||||||
02 - HABIT | 02 - INSIGNIFICANCE | Résumé en français | |||||
03 - CORDUROY | 03 - IMPROV | ||||||
04 - BREAKERFALL | 04 - REARVIEWMIRROR | ||||||
05 - GOD'S DICE | 05 - BLACK | ||||||
06 - ANIMAL | 06 - SPIN THE BLACK CIRCLE | ||||||
07 - NOTHING AS IT SEEMS | 07 - DO THE EVOLUTION | ||||||
08 - DISSIDENT | 08 - LIGHT YEARS | ||||||
09 - EVEN FLOW | 09 - SMALL TOWN | ||||||
10 - GIVEN TO FLY | 10 - LEAVING HERE | ||||||
11 - WISHLIST | 11 - YELLOW LEDBETTER | ||||||
12 - ALIVE | |||||||
13 - OFF HE GOES | |||||||
14 - LEATHERMAN | |||||||
15 - BETTERMAN | |||||||
16 - ONCE | |||||||