29 août
2000 - Tweeter
Center: Mansfield |
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19’900 personnes Of The Girl, Breakerfall, Corduroy, Go, God's Dice, Even Flow, Given To Fly, Nothing As It Seems, Grievance, Untitled, MFC, Habit, Wishlist, Better Man/(Save It For Later), Rival, Sleight of Hand, Insignificance, Porch Rappels 1: Patriot [EV solo], Do The Evolution, Jeremy, Once, Mankind, Crazy Mary, Soldier of Love, Rearviewmirror Rappels 2: Yellow Ledbetter, Fuckin' Up |
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Concert incroyable. A la suite d’Even Flow, plusieurs personnes
du public (de la 15e rangée) lèvent une pancarte disant
: "We're so sorry, Hope you're OK." (Nous sommes désolés
et espèrons que vous allez bien). Eddie la remarque, va au devant
de la scène pour mieux voir puis met sa main sur son cœur
et dit "Thank you ... an extraordinary welcome ...!" (merci…
c’est un accueil extraordinaire…). Il ajoute que cela fera
10 ans en octobre qu’ils sont ensemble. En référence
au joueur des Boston Celtic Larry Bird (#33), petit changement des paroles
dans Untitled : "I can be there in 33 minutes or so ..." ainsi
que celles de Habit : Speaking as a child who knew who John Havlicek
was ..." Stone gâche complètement l’intro de
Sleight of Hand. Ce soir à nouveau, durant Porch, Mike casse
réellement sa guitare et la donne à quelques gosses qui
se trouvent près de la scène (des familles de membres
de la sécurité de PJ : Sweeney) et Ed donne aussi quelques
médiators. Ed dit que c’est le public le plus animé
depuis la tournée européenne et ajoute "Vous pourrez
bientôt vérifier sur tous les bootlegs si je ne l’avais
pas déjà dit." Il dit que les gens devraient utiliser
le pouvoir de leurs votes, pas pour élire Nader mais pour élargir
le débat entre les trois autres candidats. On peut entendre les
riffs de Release durant le speech d’Ed sur les élections.
Il ajoute qu’il ne parle que des élections et de Nader
parce que "Je sais que vous êtes des gens très intelligents
et instruits. Nous n’allons pas en parler à Philadelphie…
enfin peut-être." La version de Patriot n’est pas géniale
à cause des applaudissements du public. Eddie s’arrête
et bat le rythme avec sa tête en rythme avec les battements de
mains et reprend la chanson. Stone commente : "OK, maintenant vous
savez pourquoi j’ai gâché la chanson un peu avant
(Sleight of Hands). Et bien, c’est votre punition pour cela. C’est
la punition d’Ed". Un mec dans un costume de vache vient
devant la scène (incitant un commentaire d’Eddie avant
Crazy Mary : "Nous ne jouons pas souvent cette chanson excepté
lorsqu’il y a une vache qui danse." Il demande : "Tu
viens à tous les concerts habillé comme cela ou juste
au nôtre?" (ce type vient presque à tous les shows
dans cette salle et se fait remarquer à chaque concert.) Ed donne
une cigarette à quelqu’un du premier rang durant Sleight,
donne son tambourin après Mankind et quelqu’un donne à
Ed une K7 d’un concert des Rolling Stones à Altamont. Yellow
Ledbetter était probablement prévu pour finir le concert
mais il semble qu’à la dernière minute ils décident
de jouer Fuckin’ Up. Lors de son solo de Yellow Ledbetter, Mike
joue comme tag Sick As A Dog d’Aerosmith pendant qu’Eddie
prend des polaroïds. Le groupe est de très bonne humeur.
Soon Forget est sur la setlist au lieu de Yellow Ledbetter mais n’est
pas joué. |
Of The Girl Ecrit par: Gossard Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Oh he deals em off, off the top, ties em off Fills it up, with his past, gets carried away Oh half his life, a hand me down, wasted away Of he fills it up, with the love, of a girl Oh he left it alone, drilled the pain, with money to buy How he makes his getaway How he makes his getaway Oh he chose a path, heavy the fall, quarter to four Fills his night, with the thought, of a girl How he makes his getaway How he makes his getaway How he makes his getaway |
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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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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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Go Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 Oh, please don't go out on me. Don't go on me now. Never acted up before. Son't go on me now. I swear I never took it for granted. Just thought of it now. Suppose I abused you. Just passing it on. Go, fuck. Once fastened, servile, now your getting sharp. Moving oh so swiftly with such disarm. I pulled the covers over him shoulda' pulled the alarm. Turned to my nemesis. A fool no fucking god. No, time... Suck, my... Please... Don't go on me. (x4) Please... Nooh. Suck, blood.... Touch, please... Tunnel vision. Tuck... Time.... See... Please, please, please... Don't go on me. (x4) Please... Don't you want me? Don't go on me. Please don't go on me. |
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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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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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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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Grievance Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Have a drink they're buying. Bottom of bottle of denial. Big eye, big eye watching me. Have to wonder what it sees. Sin. Progress laced with ramifications. Freedom's big punch. Oh. Pull the innocent from a crowd. Raise those sticks them bring them down. If they fail to obey. Ah, if they fail to obey. Yeah yeah. For every tool they lend us a loss of independence. I pledge my grievance to the flag. Cause you don't give blood then take it back again. Oh we're all deserving something more. Progress. Taste it. Invest it all. Champagne breakfast for everyone. Everyone. Break the innocent when they're proud. Raise those stakes then bring them down. If they fail to obey. Yeah, ha, if they fail to obey. Pledge your grievance to the flag. Cause, don't give blood then take it back again. Oh, we're all deserving something more. Have a, have a drink, drink. Have a, have a drink, drink. I want to breathe part of the scene. I want to taste everyone I see. I want to run when I'm up high. I want to run to the sea. I want life to be. I just want to be. I will feel alive as long as I am free. |
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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 who knew who John Havlicek was 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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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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Betterman (Save It For
Later) 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. Two dozen other dirty lovers A won't be a sucker for it Don't mean to cry to my mother Just come yeah come to a decision on it Sooner or later you'll hit the deck you'll get found out Save it for later don't run away don't let me down Save it for later you'll hit the deck you'll get found out Save it for later don't run away run away don't let me down Don't run away (x8) Run away (x10) Run (x4) Don't let me down |
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Rival Ecrit par: Gossard Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 All my rivals will see what I have in store. My gun. I've been harboring fleets in this reservoir. Red sun. And this nations' about to explode. You're disciples are riddled with metaphors. Well hung. Better pony up and bring both your barrels full. Not one. As we release this unspeakable toll. Woh. Every grain of sand equals all the stars around the world. Ahh. How's our mother to damn these contributors. With mud. How will the man who made chemicals difficult. Shed blood. How's our father supposed to be told. I don't... ...know. |
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Sleight Of Hand Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Routine was the theme. He'd wake up wash and pour himself into uniform. Something he hadn't imagined being. As the merging traffic passed he found himself staring down at his own hands. Not remembering the change. Not recalling the plan. Was it? He was okay but wondering about wandering. Was his age by consequence or was he moved by sleight of hand? Mondays were made to fall. Lost on a road he knew by heart. It was like a book he read in his sleep. Endlessly. Sometimes he hid in the radio watching other pull into their homes. While he was drifting. On a line of his own. Off the line of the side. Bye the by. As dirt turned to sand. As if moved by sleight of hand. When he reached the shore of his clip on world he resurfaced to the norm. Organized his few things. His coat and keys. And he knew realizations would have to wait. Till he had more time. More time. A time to dream to himself. He waves goodbye to his self. I'll see you on the other side. Another man moved by sleight of hand. |
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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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Porch Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 What the fuck is this world running to? You didn't leave a message at least I coulda' learned your voice one last time. Daily minefield this could be my time by you. Would you hit me? Would you hit me? Ohh. Whoa oww. All the bills go by and initiatives are taken up. By the middle. There ain't gonna be any middle any more. And the cross I'm bearing home ain't indicative of my place. Left the porch. Left the porch. Oh. Hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day. Hold my hand. Walk beside me. I just need to say. Uh huh. Uh huh yeah uh huh. Uh huh yeah uh huh. Oh, hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day. Hold my hand. Lie beside me. I just need to say. I could not take a-just one day I know when I would not ever touch you, hold you, feel you in my arms. Never again. Yeah. (x12) |
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Patriot Ecrit par: Steve Van Zandt And the river shall open for the righteous 3x Someday I was walking with my brother And he wondered oh how I am I said what I believe with my soul Ain't what I see with my eyes And there's no turning back this time I am a patriot And I love my country Because my country is all I know I wanna be with my family People who understand me I got no place left to go I am a patriot I was walking with my brother And he I was walking with my boyfriend He looked so fine I said baby whats on your mind I want to run like the lions Released from the cages Released from the rages burnin' in my soul tonight I am a patriot And I ain't no communist And I ain't no socialist And I ain't no capitalist And I ain't no imperialist And I ain't no democrat Sure as fuck ain't no republican either I only know one party and that is freedom I am...I am...I am...I am a patriot And I love my country Because my country is all I know And the river shall open for the righteous 3x Someday (x7) |
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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'm the first mammal to wear 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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Jeremy Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 At home drawing pictures of mountain tops, with him on top. Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a V. And the dead lay in pools of maroon below. Daddy didn't give attention, oh, to the fact that mommy didn't care. King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Clearly how I remember picking on the boy. Seemed a harmless little fuck. Ooh, but we unleashed a lion. Gnashed his teeth and bit the recess lady's breast. How could I forget. And he hit me with a surprise left. My jaw left hurting. Ooh, dropped wide open. Just like the day, Oh, like the day I heard. Daddy didn't give affection, no, and the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear. King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Ty to forget this...Try to forget this... T ry to erase this...Try to erase this... From the blackboard... Jeremy spoke in class today Jeremy spoke in class today Jeremy spoke in, spoke in Jeremy spoke in, spoke in Jeremy spoke in class today... (spoke in, spoke in...) |
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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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Mankind Ecrit par: Gossard Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 You'll be going out with radio, going out with disco, going out like bacchanal. I'll be going out with telephone, going out alone, to the radar zone. It's all just inadvertent imitation. And I don't mean mine. It's all across this nation. If it's just inadvertent simulation. A pattern in all mankind. What's got the whole world faking it? I'll be playing with my magazine, using up my Listerine, like Ovaltine. And you'll be dipping in your battleship, for the latest tip, for the latest dream. It's all just inadvertent imitation. And I don't mean mine. It's all across this nation. If it's just inadvertent simulation. A pattern in all mankind. What's got the whole world faking it? If it's just inadvertent imitation. A pattern in all mankind. What's got the whole world faking it? What's got the whole world faking... (x4) What's got the whole world faking it? Yeah. |
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Crazy Mary Ecrit par: Victoria Williams She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar paper shack. On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side. Wild eyed crazy Mary. Down a long dirt road past the Parson's place. That old blue car we used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'NO LOITERING ALLOWED.' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside her windowsill. Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary. Terrible thoughts. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all. Oh... Oh... Oh... Next morning on the way into town saw some skid marks and followed them around. Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a... Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a... Oh yeah. |
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Soldier of Love Ecrit par: J. Cason, A. Moon Album: Single Last Kiss Date: 6 juin 1999 Lay down your arms and surrender to me Oh lay down your arms and love me peacefully Use your arms for squeezing and pleasing the one that loves you so Oh there ain't no reason for you to declare war on the one who loves you so So forget the other boys because my love is real Come off your battlefield Lay down your arms and surrender to me Yeah lay down your arms and love me peacefully Use your arms for squeezing and pleasing that's the way it's got to be The welcomes you're using are hurting me bad But someday you're going to retreat Cause my love baby is the truest you've ever had A soldier of love that's hard to beat Lay down your arms and surrender to me Lay down your arms and love me peacefully, yeah... Use your arms to hold me tight...baby i don't wanna fight no more Use your arms to hold me tight...baby i don't wanna fight no more Oh baby, lay down your arms Oh baby, lay down your arms Oh baby, lay down your arms Oh baby, lay down your arms Please baby lay down your arms |
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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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Yellow Ledbetter |
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Fuckin' up |
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Concerts - USA 2000 leg1 - Boston 29.08.2000 |
CD1 |
CD2 |
Echange |
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01 - OF THE GIRL | 01 - INSIGNIFICANCE | ||||||
02 - BREAKERFALL | 02 - PORCH | Résumé en français | |||||
03 - CORDUROY | 03 - ENCORE BREAK | ||||||
04 - GO | 04 - PATRIOT | ||||||
05 - GOD'S DICE | 05 - DO THE EVOLUTION | ||||||
06 - EVEN FLOW | 06 - JEREMY | ||||||
07 - GIVEN TO FLY | 07 - ONCE | ||||||
08 - NOTHING AS IT SEEMS | 08 - MANKIND | ||||||
09 - GRIEVANCE | 09 - CRAZY MARY | ||||||
10 - UNTITLED | 10 - SOLDIER OF LOVE | ||||||
11 - MFC | 11 - REARVIEWMIRROR | ||||||
12 - HABIT | 12 - YELLOW LEDBETTER | ||||||
13 - WISHLIST | 13 - FUCKIN' UP | ||||||
14 - BETTERMAN | |||||||
15 - RIVAL | |||||||
16 - SLEIGHT OF HAND | |||||||