31 octobre 2000
- Shoreline
Amphitheater: Mountain View |
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25’000 spectateurs Release, Breakerfall, Corduroy, God's Dice, Animal, State of Love and Trust, Given to Fly, Nothing as it Seems, Wishlist, In Hiding, MFC, (Romanza)/Better Man/(Save it for Later), Even Flow, Jeremy, Insignificance, Black, Porch Rappels 1: Soon Forget, Whipping, Do the Evolution, Once, Sleight of Hand, Soldier of Love, Crazy Mary, The Kids Are Alright (full band), Rearviewmirror Rappels 2: Yellow Ledbetter, Baba O'Riley |
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Un concert assez standard (ponctué par beaucoup d’énergie
et de multiples sauts simultanés d’Ed et de Jeff). Deux
fans du premier rang sont habillés comme George W. Bush (dans
une sinistre robe noir avec une hache) et Al Gore ; Ed les remarque
premièrement pendant God’s Dice et les regardera beaucoup
tout au long du concert. La fin de Wishlist est prolongée avec
des paroles supplémentaires (quelque chose à propos d’Eddie
à 15 ans). Après le passage "cracks along the walls"
de In Hiding, Ed chante: "I was high as hell." (J’étais
pété comme un fou). Après Jeremy, il dit: "Cette
chanson a environ 9 ans" ce qui l’amène à un
petit speech politique au sujet des gosses d’aujourd’hui
"qui ont plus de munitions que de travail à faire à
la maison" et remercie Georges W. Bush "Nous aurons un pistolet
dans chaque ménage." Puis il montre du doigt les 2 fans
en costume, les décrit en disant que "George a un bâton
d’exécution ... (autrement dit une hache) ... George W,
le bourreau du Texas ce qui est vraiment effrayant c’est qu’il
pourrait gagner… s’il gagne, je prédis que nous seront
dans les rues dans 2 ans... Il y a le suffrage électorale et
le suffrage populaire et pour être populaire, vous devez voter
!" puis ils jouent Insignificance. Une très belle et parfaite
version de Soon Forger (sans frappement de mains du public) est dédicacée
à "tous les informaticiens ici, à Silicon Valley."
Après de forts boos du public (pas sûr si c’était
pour ou contre), Ed ajoute "Hé, vous savez, nous en avons
aussi à Seattle." Pendant Do The Evolution, les 2 faux Bush
et Gore sont invités à venir sur scène pour danser.
Eddie danse avec eux et feint de couper leurs têtes avec la hache.
Hilarant ! Finalement, au début de la deuxième série
de rappels, le groupe est de retour sur scène habillé
comme les Village People ! Jeff est l’ouvrier de construction,
Mat le soldat, Ed l’indien, Stone le policier et Mike le cycliste.
Mike ne porte pas de pantalon mais uniquement des sous-vêtements
noirs. Jeff va vers lui et essaye de lui baisser deux fois ses sous-vêtements
puis finalement, à la fin de son solo, lui baisse le tout et
Mike va se cacher derrière un moniteur pour finir son solo. Un
concert très fun. |
Release Musique: Vedder, Ament, Gossard, McCready, Krusen Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1992 Oh... oh... oh... I see the world. Feel the chill. Which way to go? Windowsill. I see the words on a rocking horse of time. I see the verse in the rain. Ohh. (x4) Oh, dear dad can you see me now? I am myself like you somehow. I'll ride the wave where it takes me. I'll hold the pain. Release me. Ohh. Ohh I... Ohh. Ohh. Oh, dear dad can you see me now? I am myself like you somehow. I'll wait up in the dark for you to speak to me. How I've opened up. Release me. Release me. Release me dad. Release me. Ohh. Ohh I... Ohh. Ooh. Ooo |
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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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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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State Of Love And Trust Musique: McCready, Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Singles Soundtrack Date: 1992 State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext. Sin still plays and preaches but to have an empty court. Uh huh. And the signs are passing. grip the wheel can't read it. Sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands. Hands, yeah. And I listen for the voice inside my head. Nothing. I'll do this one myself. Lay her down as priest does. Should the lord be a counting? Will be in my honor. Make it pain, painfully clear. Uh huh. Promises are whispered in the age of darkness. Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end. End, yeah. And the barrel shakes aimed a-directly at my head. Oh help me. Help me from myself. And I listen from both sides of a friend. Nothing. I'll do this one myself.. Uh huh huh oh. Myself. Myself. Yeah yeah. Hey, na na na na. Hey that's something. (x3) Want-it back, back to the left. Yeah. huh uh. And I listen oh for the voice inside my head. Nothing. I'll do this one myself. Oh, ah and the barrel waits. Trigger shakes. Aimed right at my head. Won't you help me? Help me from myself. State of love and trust and a... State of love and trust and a... State of love and trust and a... State of love and... |
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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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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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In Hiding Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 I shut and lock the front door. No way in or out. I turned and walked the hallway, and pulled the curtains down. I knelt and emptied the mouth of every plug around. But nothing's sound. Nothing's sound. I stayed where my last step left me. Ignored all my rounds. Soon I was seeing visions and cracks along the walls. I was high as hell. I swallow my words to keep from lying. I swallow my face just to keep from biting. I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving. I surfaced and all of my being was enlightened. I'm in hiding. It's been about three days now since I've been aground. No longer overwhelmed. And it seems so simple now. It's funny when things change so much, it's all state of mind. I swallowed my words to keep from lying. I swallowed my face just to keep from biting. I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving. I surfaced and all of my being was enlightened. I'm in hiding. |
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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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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, Must be a sucker for it, Cry cry but I don't need my mother. Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it Sooner or later Your legs give way, you hit the ground Save it for later Don't run away and let me down Sooner or later You hit the deck, you get found out Save it for later Don't run away and let me down You let me down Black air and seven seas are rotten through But what can you do? I don't know how I'm meant to act with all of you lot Sometimes I don't try, I just now now now now now now now now now now now Now now now now now now now now now now now! Sooner or later Your legs give way, you hit the ground Save it for later Don't run away and let me down. Sooner or later You hit the deck, you get found out. Save it for later Don't run away and let me down. You let me down You runaway and let me down. Two dozen other stupid reasons Why we should suffer for this. Don't bother trying to explain them Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it Sooner or later Your legs give way, you hit the ground. Save it for later Don't run away and let me down. Sooner or later you hit the deck, you get found out. Save it for later Don't run away and let me down You let me down You run away run away Runaway runaway runaway and let me down. |
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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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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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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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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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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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Soon Forget Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette. Thinks he'll get the girl he'll only get the mechanic. What's missing? He's living a day he'll soon forget. That's one more time around. The sun is going down. The moon is out but he's drunk and shouting. Putting people down. He's pissing. He's living a day he'll soon forget. Counts his money every morning. The only thing that keeps him horny. Locked in a giant house that's alarming. The townsfolk they all laugh. Sorry is the fool who trades his love for hi-rise rent. Seem the more you make equals the loneliness you get. And it's fitting. He's barley living a day he'll soon forget. That's one more time around and there is not a sound. He's lying dead clutching Benjamins. Never put the money down. He's stiffening. We're all whistling a man we'll soon forget. |
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Whipping Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date:6 décembre 1994 Don't need a helmet, got a hard hard head. Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet. Don't need a bandage, there's too much blood. After a while seems to roll right off. They're whipping. Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached. Don't get behind I can't fall back. Why must we trust all these rusted rails? They don't want no change. We already have. They're whipping. Don't mean to push but I'm being shoved. I'm just like you think we've had enough. I can't believe a thing they want us to. We all got scars they should have them too. They're whipping. |
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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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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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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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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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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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The Kids Are Alright Ecrit par: The Who I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells chime, I know I gotta get away And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright I know if I go things would be a lot better for her I had things planned, but her folks wouldn't let her I don't mind other guys dancing with my girl That's fine, I know them all pretty well But I know sometimes I must get out in the light Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away Bells chime, I know I gotta get away And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind Better leave her behind with the kids, they're alright The kids are alright |
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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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Baba O'Riley Ecript par: The Who Out here in the fields I fight for my meals I get my back into my living I don't need to fight To prove I'm right I don't need to be forgiven Don't cry Don't raise your eye It's only teenage wasteland Sally ,take my hand Travel south crossland Put out the fire Don't look past my shoulder The exodus is here The happy ones are near Let's get together Before we get much older Teenage wasteland It's only teenage wasteland Teenage wasteland Oh, oh Teenage wasteland They're all wasted! |
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Concerts - USA 2000 leg2 - San Francisco 31.10.2000 |
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CD2 |
Echange |
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01 - RELEASE | 01 - INSIGNIFICANCE | ||||||
02 - BREAKERFALL | 02 - BLACK | Résumé en français | |||||
03 - CORDUROY | 03 - PORCH | ||||||
04 - GOD'S DICE | 04 - ENCORE BREAK | ||||||
05 - ANIMAL | 05 - SOON FORGET | ||||||
06 - STATE OF LOVE & TRUST | 06 - WHIPPING | ||||||
07 - GIVEN TO FLY | 07 - DO THE EVOLUTION | ||||||
08 - NOTHING AS IT SEEMS | 08 - ONCE | ||||||
09 - WISHLIST | 09 - SLEIGHT OF HAND | ||||||
10 - IN HIDING | 10 - SOLDIER OF LOVE | ||||||
11 - MFC | 11 - CRAZY MARY | ||||||
12 - BETTERMAN | 12 - THE KIDS ARE ALRIGHT | ||||||
13 - EVEN FLOW | 13 - REARVIEWMIRROR | ||||||
14 - JEREMY | 14 - YELLOW LEDBETTER | ||||||
15 - BABA O'RILEY | |||||||