| RELEASE DATE: | 2007-08-00 |
| DURATION: | 119:39 |
| # OF TRACKS: | 22 |
| ALBUM TYPE: | 정규, live |
| GENRE/STYLE: | 모던 락
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| ALSO KNOWN AS: | - |
| INDEX: | 57 |
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INTRODUCTION
영국이 사랑한 팝 밴드. 정식으로 2001년 해체를 선언한 제임스의 20년을 결산하는 맨체스터에서의 최후의 쇼를 담은 앨범. Tim Booth의 감미로운 목소리와 흡입력은 물론 'Sometimes', 'Out to get you', 'God only knows', 'Sit down'등과 같은 히트곡과 함께 보너스트랙으로 수록된 'Johnny Yen'을 감상 할 수 있는 음반. ....  .... 
TRACKS
| Disc 1
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| 4:22 |
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You're as tired as a hunter's trap
Hiden well
What are you concealing
Poker face carved in stone
Amongst friends but all alone
Why do you hide
Say something, say something
Anything
I've shown you everything
Give me a sign
Say something, say something
Anything
You silence is deafening
Hey me in kind
Take a drug to set you free
Strange fruit from a forbidding tree
You've got to come down soon
More than a drug is what I need
Need a change of scenery
Need a new life
Say something, say something
Anything
I've shown you everything
Give me a sign
Say something, say something
Anything
You silence is deafening
Hey me in kind
Say something, say something
Anything
I've shown you everything
Give me a sign
I'm open
Wide open
Wondering
Have you swallowed everything
Hey me in kind
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2. |
| 4:12 |
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Help comes when you need it most
I'm cured for laughter
Mood swings not sure I can cope
My life's in plaster (in plaster)
May your mind set you free
(Opened by the wonderful)
May your heart lead you on
May your mind let you breathe all of disaster
(Opened by the wonderful)
May your heart lead you on
These wounds are all self-imposed
Life's no disaster, disaster
All roads lead unto death-row
Who knows what's after?
May your mind be wide open
May your heart beat strong
May your mind's will be broken
By this heart-felt song
May your mind set you free
(Be opened by the wonderful)
May your heart lead you on
May your mind let you breathe all of disaster
(Be opened by the wonderful)
May your heart lead you on, may your heart lead you on
May your eyes let you see all of disaster
May your heart lead you on, lead you on
(May your eyes be opened by the wonderful)
Set you free
(May your heart lead you on)
Lead you on
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3. |
| 4:19 |
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There's a storm outside, and the gap between crack and thunder
Crack and thunder, is closing in, is closing in
The rain floods gutters, and makes a great sound on the concrete
On a flat roof, there's a boy leaning against the wall of rain
Aerial held high, calling "come on thunder, come on thunder"
Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
It's a monsoon, and the rain lifts lids off cars
Spinning buses like toys, stripping them to chrome
Across the bay, the waves are turning into something else
Picking up fishing boats and spewing them on the shore
The boy is hit, lit up against the sky, like a sign, like a neon sign
And he crumples, drops into the gutter, legs twitching
The flood swells his clothes and delivers him on, delivers him on
Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
Sometimes, when I look deep in your eyes, I swear I can see your soul
There's four new colors in the rainbow
An old man's taking polaroids
But all he captures is endless rain, endless rain
He says listen, takes my head and puts my ear to his
And I swear I can hear the sea
Somtimes, when I look in your eyes I can see your soul
(I can touch your soul )
(I can reach your soul)
Sometimes
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4. |
| 2:49 |
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This bed is on fire
With passionate love
The neighbours complain about the noises above
But she only comes when she's on top
My therapist said not to see you no more
She said you're like a disease without any cure
She said I'm so obsessed that I'm becoming a bore, oh no
Ah, you think you're so pretty
Caught your hand inside the till
Slammed your fingers in the door
Fought with kitchen knives and skewers
Dressed me up in women's clothes
Messed around with gender roles
Lined my eyes and call me pretty
Moved out of the house, so you moved next door
I locked you out, you cut a hole in the wall
I found you sleeping next to me, I thought I was alone
You're driving me crazy, when are you coming home
Raid
Raid
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5. |
| 4:23 |
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What a life, a trick of light
Then everything returns to the sea
You can have whatever you want
But are you disciplined enough to be free?
Turning love into a chore
Promises come cheap, dear reader
Another page, another door
Follow, follow me
I know what I'm here for
Hanging on through late December
I know what I'm here for
Follow, follow me
Follow me
Moving on, I don't belong
My life turned into a mall
Every line is in the song
Follow me out of the fall
What an actor, what a show
Just going through some holy motions
The band is sharp, but the singer's slow
Everything must go
I know what I'm here for
Hanging on through late December
I know what I'm here for
Follow, follow me
Follow me
Follow me (x8)
Souvenirs, polygraph tests
Photographs fresh from the wreck
What a poster saint he'll make
In one take, one take
I know what I'm here for
Hanging on through late December
I know what I'm here for
Follow, follow me
Follow me
Follow me (x8)
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6. |
| 5:23 |
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You may say I am cynical, but I say man is flawed
He has a vague memory of before some fall
Behaving like a reptile, but talks of walking tall
If god is in his image, the almighty must be small
God only knows
Swaggart has been caught with his trousers round his knees
After damning me and you to hell for eternity
Sex and power and money is the prayer of these priests
They bribe their way past heaven's gates and steal a set of keys
God only knows
My guru has been sleeping with adepts and with sheep
While I was fucking celibate, self-righteous in belief
Yesterday he was god, now he is a creep
We fell upon each other starving for belief
God only knows
I speak in the name of god
I speak in the name of that
white haired old man in the clouds
Always a man
Dispensing lightening justice from his fingertips
Watching you every second of the day
Just waiting for you to fuck up
I speak in the name of God
I'm his intermediary
I'm a Mollah, I'm a Priest, I'm a Vicar
If you want to go to God
You have to come through me
Is heaven full, oh lord, of these babbling preachers and
God-fearing biggots
All these sef-rightious, self-appointed prophets
because if so:-
I know where I'd rather be
Away from this cacophony
Away from this cacophony
God only knows
God only knows
God only knows
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7. |
| 5:26 |
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Someone's got it in for me
I don't want your sympathy
Life just never turned out how I wanted it to
Could have been a shooting star
Should have made it past the bar
Would have been a winner if I'd ever got that far
What a state I'm in
My self pitying
Here's another victim
Singing suffering
If only I had made the grade
Been more loved
Been less afraid
If only I had scored the goal
Got the girl
Or even played
What a state I'm in
My self pitying
Here's another victim
Singing suffering
Fall
Let it fall away
Then rise
To be born again
Then fall
Let it fall away
Then rise
To be born again
My life's turned to minor chords
Loser sad
And life's a bore
Can't see the point of living
In this fashion anymore
What a state I'm in
My self pitying
Here's another victim
Selling suffering
Fall
Let it fall away
Then rise
To be born again
Then fall
Let it fall away
Then rise
To be born again
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8. |
| 7:09 |
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Drifting through the atmosphere
Through the afterglow
Witnessing one thousand lives
Are blown, where the wind blows
Falling in between the lines
Never fitting in
Someone tells me what’s my crime
Too thin
I’m too thin
Due to come back down due to come back down
Don’t wanna, don’t wanna land
Due to come back down, due to come back down
I don’t wanna, don’t wanna land
Don’t wanna, don’t wanna, land
Land
Land
This time I’ve a starring role
Hide the shape I’m in
I’m too old to sacrifice for gold, and skin
For gold
And skin
For gold
For gold
Down, don’t want to come back down, don’t want to land
Down, don’t want to come down, down don’t want to land
Down, don’t want to come down, down don’t want to land
Down, don’t want to come down, down don’t want to land
Drifting through the atmosphere
Floating through this land
Sifting through one thousand years
Of sand
All sand
Drifting through the atmosphere
Floating through this land
Sifting through one thousand years
Of sand
All sand
Drifting through the atmosphere
Floating through this land
Sifting through one thousand years
Of sand
All sand
Drifting through the atmosphere
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9. |
| 4:21 |
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Oh dear what can the matter be
Princess, dreaming again
Fearful, live life more easily
Darkness, leave her in peace
Always wanting help
Will make you weak
No such place has help
But in your dreams
Climb out of your well
Protect me
Protect me
Angel, what is possessing me
Feeling, making me weak
Falling under your spell again
Wanting, love's out of reach
Climb out of your well
It's not so deep
The price of living life
Is not so steep
No such place has hel
PProtect me
Protect me
Here they come again, here they come again, here they come again
Always wanting help
Will make you weak
The price of loving life
Does not come cheap
Climb out of your well
Protect me
Protect me
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10. |
| 7:41 |
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I'm so alone tonight
My bed feels larger than when I was small
Lost in memories, lost in all the sheets and old pillows
So alone tonight, miss you more than I will let you know
Miss the outline of your back, miss you breathing down my neck
All out to get you, once again
They're all out to get you, once again
Insecure, what you gonna do
Feel so small, they could step on you
Called you up, answer machine, when the human touch
Is what I need, what I need, what I need,
what I need.. what I need is you
I need you
Looked in the mirror, I don't know who I am any more
The face is familiar, but the eyes,
the eyes give it all away
They're all out to get you, once again,
they're all out to get you
Here they come again....
Insecure, what you gonna do
Feel so small, they could step on you
Called you up, answer machine, when the human touch
Is what I need, what I need, what I need
What I need, what I need, what I need is you...
(What I need)...
If you let me breathe, if you let me breathe
They're all out to get you, once again,
they're all out to get you
To get you, once again
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11. |
| 3:25 |
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This songs made up, made second rate
Cosmetic music, powderpuff
Pop tunes, false rhymes, all lightweight bluffs
Second-hand ideas, no soul, no hate
Wasn't mean to be
Built on complacency
The nightmares ride away
When you refuse to play
Oh go and read a book
It's so much more worth while
Being a song-smith crook
Study death in style
Death in style
This language used is all worn out
A walking corpse that won't play dead
Disease dragged on from bed to bed
Pay for your twist, paid for shout
Wasn't meant to be
Built on complacency
Open your eyes and see
That lie is not for we
Raise a rope and a knife
Cut it out - the lie
I don't want to decay
Take the short cut away
Oh go and read a book
It's so much more worthwhile
Being a song-smith crook
Study death in style
Study death in style
Heard you calling through the drumbeat
Answered with sticks and bones
Scream, shout, and dance about the campfire
You can hear the question, can you feel the reply?
Heard you calling through the drumbeat
Heard you calling through the drumbeat
Can you hear the question, feel the reply?
Can you hear the question, feel the reply?
Hymn from a village
The hymn from a village
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12. |
| 5:40 |
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Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease
Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
See the jeaned genie on his high-wire act
At the back of his mind lies a suicide pact
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
See the young men itching to burn
Waiting for their own star turn
Needing danger, a war would do
If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
See Houdini and his underwater tricks
You were sitting at the front, hoping his locks would stick
Watch Knievel hit the 17th bus
You got crushed in the souvenir rush
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
I said poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
See the young men itching to burn
Waiting for their own star turn
Needing danger, a war would do
If they can't let it out, they'll pick on you
Poor old Johnny Yen set himself on fire again
Ladies and gentlemen, here's my disease
Give me a standing ovation and your sympathy
Come on, somebody, finish him off please
Put the poor fool out of his misery, will you
Can't you see he's had enough?
Finish him off, somebody
Next!
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| Disc 2
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1. |
| 5:20 |
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Are you aching for the blade?
That's OK
We're insured
Are you aching for the grave?
That's OK
We're insured
We're getting away with it, all messed up
Getting away with it, all messed up
That's the living..x2
Daniel's saving grace
She's out in deep water
Hope he's a good swimmer
Daniel plays his ace
Deep inside his temple
He knows how to surf her
We're getting away with it, all messed up
Getting away with it, all messed up
That's the living
We're getting away with it, all messed up
Getting away with it, all messed up
That's the living
...
Daniel drinks his weight
Drinks like Richard Burton
Dances like John Travolta
Now
Daniel's saving grace
He was all for drowning
Now they live like dolphins
We're getting away with it, all messed up
Getting away with it, all messed up
That's the living
We're getting away with it, all messed up
We're getting away with it, all messed up
That's the living
...
We're getting away with it, all messed up
We're getting away with it, all messsed up
That's the living
Are we getting away with it?
All messed up
Getting away with it, all messed up
That's the living
That's the living
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2. |
| 4:07 |
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3. |
| 5:15 |
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All this frustration
I can't meet all my desires
Strange conversation
Self control has just expired
All an illusion
Only in my head you don't exist
Who are you foolin'
Don't need a shrink or an exorcist
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la la la
Show me the movie
Of who you are and where you're from
Born of frustration
Caught upon the webs you spun
Where's the confusion
A vision of what life is like
Show me the movie
That doesn't deal in black and white
Stop stop talkin 'bout who's to blame
But all that counts is how to change
Stop stop talkin 'bout who's to blame
When all that counts is how to change
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, la la la la la la
All this frustration
All this frustration
Who put brown owl eyes on a butterfly's wings
All this frustration
All this frustration
Who gave the leopard spots and taught the birds to sing
Born of frustration
Born of frustration
I'm living in the weeds where nothing is the way it seems
Where no one is who they need to be
Where nothing seems that real to me
'Bout time we filled our lives
Upon the walls of gold no solid ground
The world is spinnin' endlessly
We're clinging to our own beliefs
Born of frustration
Born of frustration
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4. |
| 7:20 |
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Ring ring the bells
Wake the town
Everyone is sleeping
Shout at the crowd
Wake them up
This anger’s deeper than sleep
Got to keep awake to what is happening
I can’t see a thing through my ambition,
I no longer feel my God is watching over me
Got to tell the world we’ve all been dreaming
This is not the end, a new beginning
I no longer feel my God is watching over me
...
Break break the code
Concentrate
Let the doors swing open
See through all your walls
All your floors
Now you’re in deeper than sleep
Got to keep awake to what is happening
I can’t see a thing through my ambition,
I no longer feel my God is watching over me
Got to tell the world we’ve all been dreaming
This is not the end, a new beginning
I no longer feel my God is watching over me
...
When you let me fall
Grew my own wings
Now I’m as tall as the sky
When you let me drown
Grew gills and fins
Now I’m as deep as the sea
When you let me die
My spirit’s free
There’s nothing challenging me
...
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5. |
| 5:25 |
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The view from here's breathtaking
My visions all surrounding
The humans look like insects
There is only one way down
But it's cold and lonely in this stratosphere
Gliding through the darkness
Where is my craft leading to
Am I damned or blessed?
Don't let go on top of the world
Don't let go on top of the world
Will my good friends desert me
Or will they prove themselves?
Are my demands all greedy
Or are they what I need?
If I will not be faithful
I must accept betrayal
When your turn comes to leave me
Will my free ways have failed?
Don't let go on top of the world
Don't let go on top of the world
I'll meet you inside this hollow world
I'll meet you inside
Hollow world, hollow world
It's a long way down
It's a long way down
And I'm so cold
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6. |
| 11:54 |
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Ape your father's sins, your mother's mood swings
To perfection
Fall into a spin, shed another skin
Strip away all your protection
Laugh at the wonder of it all
Laugh so loud you break the fall
And you see the gathering clouds
Cry at the sadness of the world
Cry so long you break its cold
And you hear the gathering sounds
Do everything you fear
In this there's power
Fear is not to be afraid of
Laugh at the wonder of it all
Laugh so loud you break your fall
And you hear the gathering sounds
Come, dip on in
Leave your bones, leave your skin
Leave your past, leave your craft
Leave your suffering heart
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7. |
| 5:02 |
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Break my shape
In light I trust
None exists
Save space and dust
None exists
Just lights in time
Space divides the borderline
The borderline
Space between
And space inside
My four walls
My shape defines
Space defines
You've got to get over yourself
You've got to get out of the frame
Got to learn to see yourself
A total stranger
You've got to get out of the frame
Get yourself a brand new name
Got to learn to see yourself
A total stranger
It's a shock to my system
To wind up back where I have come from
It's a crime in my child's eyes
To find out life is in my mind
You've got to get over yourself
You've got to get out of the frame
Got to learn to see yourself
A total stranger
You've got to get out of the frame
Get yourself a brand new name
Got to learn to see yourself
A total stranger
It's a shock to my system
To wind back where I have come from
It's a crime to my child's eyes
To find out life's disguise
Oh no
All gone
All gone
Nothing to hold me down
No
All gone
I'm gone
Nothing to hold me down
No
All gone
I'm gone
Nothing to hold me down
No
I'm gone
I'm gone
Nothing to hold me down
...
Calling, calling, calling
You could see through me
Calling, calling, calling
You could see through me
Calling, calling
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8. |
| 3:49 |
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Whenever she's feeling empty
Whenever she's feeling insecure
Whenever her face is frozen
Unable to fake it anymore
Her shadow is always with her
Her shadow could always keep her small
So frightened that he won't love her
She builds up a wall
Oh no, she knows where to hide in the dark
Oh no, she's nowhere to hide in the dark
She's a star
She's a star
She's been in disguise forever
She's tried to disguise her stellar views
Much brighter than all this static
Now she's coming through
Oh no, she knows where to hide in the dark
Oh no, she's nowhere to hide in the dark
She's a star
She's a star
Don't tell her to turn down
Put on your shades if you can't see
Don't tell her to turn down
Turn up the flame
She's a star
She's a star
It's a long road
It's a great cause
It's a long road
Its a good call
You got it
You got it
She's a Star
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9. |
| 5:19 |
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It's that time again when I lose my friends
Go walkabout, I've got the bends from pressure
This is a testing time when the choice is mine
Am I a fool for love or foolish for desire
You can throw him out you can spit on him
Call what he does a sin if it makes you feel better
And I can't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
After thirty years I've become my fears
I've become the kind of man I always hated
I am pulled apart, and my swollen heart
Has flipped out of the pan into the fire
I am in love insane with a sense of shame
That I threw stones at the condemned and
Now I'm slated
And I don't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
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10. |
| 6:58 |
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I'll sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can't keep
Inside of the day
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour
Hope that god exists
I hope I pray
Drawn by the undertow
My life is out of control
I believe this wave will bear my weight
So let it flow
Chorus :
Oh sit down ( X3 )
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy
Now I'm relieved to hear
That you've been to some far out places
It's hard to carry on
When you feel all alone
Now I've swung back down again
It's worse than it was before
If I hadn't seen such rishes
I could live with being poor
Chorus
Those who feel the breath of sadness
Sit down next to me
Those who find the're touched by madness
Sit down next to me
Those who find themselves ridiculous
Sit down next to me
In love, in fear, in hate, in tears...
Down
Down
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