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Oh, drag me back, and drag me back
And drag me back, drag me back, drag me back Through the revolution, without solution And the walls get taller While ye get smaller While we get smaller The fear is getting taller A big neon glitter pushes onto you, oh baby Sex from the hip at the crack of a whip, oh yeah The wall gets taller while ye get smaller, yeah Push against the big neon glitter, pushes onto you None may indeed go out Oh, drag me back, drag me back And drag me back, drag me back, drag me back Through the revolution, without solution And the wall gets taller While ye get smaller While ye get smaller The fear is getting taller Neon glitter onto you, oh baby Sex from the hip at the crack of a whip, oh yeah The wall gets taller while ye get smaller, yeah, yeah, yeah A big neon glitter pushes onto you, oh baby Yeah A big neon A big neon A big neon glitter A big neon glitter A big neon A big neon A big neon glitter A big neon glitter A big neon glitter |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
A fugitive has been away so long
A thousand years, and now he thinks of home The long men are waiting in the wings To put him in chains upon his return Emptyness, his bitterness is gone Journey on to the eternal reward It's a long way to go A black angel at your side It's a long way to go A black angel at your side The sirens call a sailor to die Enchanted by the sound, his desires have been found In his mind, his life is rushing by All this while, the storm it rages on He's turning old, he shall never return Sail on to the eternal reward It's a long way to go A black angel at your side It's a long way to go With that angel at your side It's a long way to go With the reaper at your side It's a long way to go A black angel at your side The fugitive has been away so long A thousand years, and now he thinks of home The long men are waiting in the wings To put him in chains upon his return Emptyness, his bitterness is gone Journey on to the eternal reward Oh, no, never Oh, no, never Oh, no, no It's a long way to go A black angel at your side It's a long way to go With that angel at your side It's a long way to go With the reaper at your side It's a long way to go With that angel at your side At your side It's a long It's a long, long, long goodbye It's a long, long, long goodbye |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
Embrace the wind with both arms
Stop the clouds dead in the sky Hang your head no more And beg no more Brother wolf and sister moon Your time has come Brother wolf and sister moon Your time has come And the wind will blow my fears away Will dry my tears away And dry my tears away And blow my fears away Embrace the wind with both arms Stop the clouds dead in the sky Hang your head no more And beg no more Brother wolf and sister moon Your time has come Brother wolf and sister moon Your time has come And the wind will blow my fears away Will dry my tears away And blow my fears away And dry my tears away And the wind will blow my fears away Will dry my tears away And blow my fears away And dry my, dry my tears away, yeah Dry my tears away, yeah And blow my, blow my fears away, yeah And blow my, blow my, blow my And blow my fears away |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
It's so nice to get away, get away for a day
I see a hollow man, gun in hand, gun in hand, it points my way You know, he follows me everywhere and everyday, I gotta get away I won't miss him if he goes away and stays away, yeah, yeah He's just a hunter for the devil Hollow man Hollow man Hollow man He's just a hunter for the devil Hollow man Hollow man Hollow man You see, it's so nice to get away, get away for a day I see a hollow man, gun in hand, gun in hand, it points my way, oh You know, he follows me everywhere and everyday, I gotta get away I won't miss him if he goes away and stays away, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah He's just a hunter for the devil Hollow man Hollow man Hollow man He's just a hunter for the devil Hollow man Hollow man Hollow man Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Comes and goes
And goes, she comes No man will ever Make her moan Break her bones Hey Judith Judith Hey, hey On the weight of a storm She comes and goes Oh Judith Yeah, Judith Oh Judith Judith Judith Oh Judith Oh Judith No man will ever Break her bones Break her bones With fire in her halo She comes and goes, yeah Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith There she goes Judith Hey, yeah... Judith... |
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Comes and goes
And goes, she comes No man will ever Make her moan Break her bones Hey Judith Judith Hey, hey On the weight of a storm She comes and goes Oh Judith Yeah, Judith Oh Judith Judith Judith Oh Judith Oh Judith No man will ever Break her bones Break her bones With fire in her halo She comes and goes, yeah Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith Judith There she goes Judith Hey, yeah... Judith... |
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Her voice cut like a razor
A rose petal with summery eyes You beautiful flame girl screamer Seducer of the non-believers Little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Princess, but no virgin A butterfly burnt by flame She fluttered with her life She stood outside till the winter came Little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground And everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart Yeah, everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart, oh, oh, oh Her voice cut like a razor A rose petal with summery eyes Oh, beautiful flame girl screamer Sweet seducer of the non-believers, oh yeah Little face, they pushed you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground And everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart Everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart, oh, oh, oh Little face Little face Seducer of the non-believers Little face Little face Little face |
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Her voice cut like a razor
A rose petal with summery eyes You beautiful flame girl screamer Seducer of the non-believers Little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Princess, but no virgin A butterfly burnt by flame She fluttered with her life She stood outside till the winter came Little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground And everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart Yeah, everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart, oh, oh, oh Her voice cut like a razor A rose petal with summery eyes Oh, beautiful flame girl screamer Sweet seducer of the non-believers, oh yeah Little face, they pushed you down They push your face into the ground Oh little face, they cut you down They push your face into the ground And everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart Everyday they pull it tighter The barbed wire wrapped around her heart, oh, oh, oh Little face Little face Seducer of the non-believers Little face Little face Little face |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
C'mon now
Wanna dig the scene? Love, obviously, very soon, everybody Love, obviously, very soon, everybody Oh, oh won't you love that sweet time? Oh, oh don't you love that sweet time? Spent a long time on this road Spent a long time in this town Spent a long time in the wrong road Spent a long time in this town Gonna drive away in a big fast car Gonna drive away, won't get too far Gonna drive away, don't know how far Gonna drive away in a big fast car Love, obviously, very soon, everybody Love, obviously, very soon, everybody Oh, oh don't you love that sweet time? Oh, don't you love that sweet time? C'mon now Spent a long time in your hole Spent a long time in the wrong hole Spent a long time in this town I spent a long time in my town Gonna drive away in a big fast car Gonna drive away, won't get too far Gonna drive away, won't get too far Gonna drive away, don't know how far How far Oh yeah In this town In my town In my town That's just my fee Love Love Love I look for the grand conditions near her heart Love... |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
I float through day and night life, well most of the time
Till I hung up my blues on a nail in your wall It rained flowers when the music began Love all around when the music is loud Every day, nirvana Always this way, yeah, yeah, yeah I wish that every day, nirvana Always this way I'm not looking for girls or cheap thrills and pills Or happy to sit on your merry-go-round, no, no I don't think there's an easy way out of here But when the music is loud, we all get down Every day, nirvana Always this way, always this way, yeah I wish that every day was like nirvana Always this way Take it here, now Run this through your head Oh, every day, nirvana Always this way, yeah, yeah, yeah I wish that every, like the sun, nirvana Always this way, oh yeah, yeah Every day, nirvana Always this way, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Every, like the sun, nirvana Always this way, oh yeah Every day, nirvana Always this way, oh yeah, yeah I wish that every, like the sun, nirvana Always this way Nirvana |
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Yeah
Oh, dig this Like the heat from a thousand suns that burns on Rising ever higher A phoenix from a pyre My eternal desire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire Like a kiss from the lips of ra that burns on The pleasures getting wilder Circling ever higher A servant of desire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire Like the heat from a thousand suns that burns on Rising ever higher A phoenix from a pyre My eternal desire Like a kiss from the lips of ra that burns on The pleasures getting wilder Circling ever higher A servant of desire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire I'm on fire Like the heat from a thousand suns that burns on Rising ever higher A phoenix from a pyre My eternal desire My eternal desire My eternal desire My eternal desire Fire |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean
Like a desert sun that burns my skin I've been waiting for her for so long Open the sky and let her come down Here comes the rain Here comes the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean Like a desert sun that burns my skin I've been waiting for her for so long Open the sky and let her come down Here comes the rain Here comes the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain I love the rain I love the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain Oh, rain Rain Rain Oh, here comes the rain I love the rain Well, I love the rain Here she comes again I love the rain Rain Rain |
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Pictures of never ending dreams
I can't see what these images mean Locked inside me Can't set the rainbows free Like perishing flowers They sag and twist and die There's a revolution There's a revolution, yeah There's a revolution There's a revolution Sorrow What does revolution mean to you? To save today's like wishing in the wind All my beautiful friends have all gone away Like the waves They flow and ebb and die There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a, there's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution, yeah Joy or sorrow What does revolution mean to you? To save today's like wishing in the wind All my beautiful friends have all gone away Like the waves They flow and ebb and die There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution, yeah |
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from The Cult - Love (1985)
Oh the heads that turn
Make my back burn Oh the heads that turn Make my back, make my back burn The sparkle in your eyes Keeps me alive And the sparkle in your eyes Keeps me alive, keeps a man alive And the world, and the world And the world turns around The world, and the world, yeah The world drags me down Well the heads that turn Make my back burn And the heads that turn Make my back, make my back burn, yeah Yeah-ah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah-ah The fire in your eyes Keeps me alive And the fire in your eyes Keeps me alive I'm sure in her you'll find The sanctuary I'm sure in her you'll find The sanctuary And the world The world turns around And the world, and the world The world drags me down And the world, and the world, and the world The world turns around And the world, and the world, and the world, and the world The world drags me down Hey-yeah-ah-ah Hey-yeah-ah-ah And the world And the world turns around And the world, and the world Yeah, the world drags me down And the world Yeah, the world turns around And the world, and the world The world drags me down Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary |
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from The Cult - Ceremony (1999)
Black night baby
Past the midnight hour, yeah All around me, all around me, all around me Butterfly women singing No time for trouble A time of joy I'm far from home Don't care no more Fallin' down The Bangkok rain keeps fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down I love that sound Sittin' in a bar in Bangkok Waitin' for the rain to stop All around me, the butterfly women talkin' Just talkin' and singing No time for trouble A time for joy now I don't care no more I don't care no more Fallin' down The Bangkok rain keeps fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down Down on the ground, yeah, ow No time for trouble It's a time for joy I don't care no more I'm too far from home Fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down Down on the ground, yeah I'm a free spirit A travelling man Round the world I like to lurk The rain comes down In a Bangkok town My heart is in my mouth Baby, won't you please take me home? I ain't got nowhere to go No trouble Freaky city Freaky city Freak city Freak city Freak city Freak city Freaky city |
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from The Cult - Ceremony (1999)
It's a ceremony
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's a ceremony Oil and blood ceremony Hold an eagle feather to my heart, yeah On my heart A time for magic driftin' in Pushin' molten fire music in Yeah, fire music in, oh We are gathered here now in a sacred place Yeah, yeah Ceremony Funky style music got you good now children Ceremony Rock n' roll music got you good good baby Ceremony Funky style music got you good now children Ceremony Rock n' roll music got you good Ancient rhythm hit machine Ritual music flowing strong and free Flowing strong and free A celebration that we need To cleanse a world that is bleeding deep Ooh, don't let her bleed, no Oh, we are gathered here in a sacred place, yeah yeah Ceremony Rock n' roll music got you good now children Ceremony Funky style music got you good baby Ceremony Rock n' roll music got you good good, good, girl Ceremony Funky style music got you good It's a ritual time And we need to gather together To embrace what we have forgotten So we can live, yeah Ceremony Funky style music got you good, good, girl Ceremony Rock n' roll music got you good, baby Ceremony, ceremony Got you good, yeah Ceremony Funky style music got you good, Ceremony Ceremony got you good now, yeah Ceremony got you good now, yeah Ceremony got you good, good, good, good, good, yeah, yeah Ceremony got you good now, yeah, yeah Ceremony got you good now, yeah, yeah Ceremony got you good now Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, |
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Well alright
Earth mother for you I see the world all drippin' red, ow, that's right Earth mother for you I see the world all drippin' red, whoa State of confusion exists only in your head, whoa whoa, yeah Earth mother for you, yeah Earth mother for you, yeah Earth mother for you, whoo Earth mother for you, yeah Earth mother for you, yeah Earth mother for you Yeah, baby, baby Now it's time for justice In the scene of discontent, ow baby A time for justice, that's justice In the scene of discontent, yeah State of confusion exists only in your head Earth mother for you, yeah Earth mother for you, yeah Earth mother for you, ow Earth mother for you now Earth mother for you now Earth mother for Earth mother for Earth mother for you Now listen What do you want What do you want What do you What do you want now Think about it What do you want What do you want What do you What do you want now Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Funky earth mofo, mofo Funky, funky mofo Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you Earth mother for you |
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from The Cult - Ceremony (1999)
Gunfire ricochet off my halo
My head is buzzin' like a hive of bees The truth is certain, I gotta start livin' I've been down for all to see, yeah All my dreams creepin' up on me The whole world is my destiny Sweet lord, set us all free Only one future I see, yeah Full tilt I'm finally hit, yeah-yeah Full tilt Ooh, I'm in love with that shit, baby Oh, we've been down with our heads in the sand Complaining that there's nothing to do Now people listen, I'm sick of excuses That dull confusion baby, finally through All that time pushin' hard on me Freak society, my destiny Sweet lord, set us all free Only one future I see, yeah Full tilt I'm finally hit, yeah Full tilt, Ooh, I'm in love with that shit, yeah Full tilt, finally hit Baby, that's how I feel Full tilt, gonna make you sweat That's the only deal Full tilt, now I'm free Baby ignite my soul Full tilt, I'm in love with that shit Baby that's rock n' roll, yeah Super fat funky Gunfire ricocheted off my halo My head is buzzin' like a hive of bees, yeah You gotta start livin' We gotta start livin', livin' Do it |
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from The Cult - Ceremony (1999)
Down and out in London
Los Angeles and Paris, too, uh-huh I drank a river in my time To get on through, yeah Well, the night, it rise above you, rise above me And the blues, they swirl around me To the heart of soul You got to bleed a little while you sing Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Get to the heart of soul Gotta get to the heart of soul, yeah Get to the hip, now baby 'Fore the hip get to you, lil' woman Try to bend me out of shape Can't tell me, can't tell me what to do, little honey Well, the night, it rise above me, rise above me, yeah And those blues, they swirl around me, ooh, ooh To the heart of soul You gotta bleed a little while you sing Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Ow, get to the heart of soul, yeah Gotta get to the heart of soul You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Get to the heart of soul, yeah Baby, heart of soul, ow From the delta Down on the river We need some heart of soul In the world today now A little bit of heart of soul now In the world today A little bit of soul now A little heart of so-so-so-so, soul You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah Lest the words don't mean nothing, no they don't, no Get to the heart of soul, yeah Ow, baby, heart of soul What I want Is a heart of soul What I want What I need Is a heart of soul now What I want Heart of soul yeah What I want baby is a heart of soul You got the heart, you got the soul You got the heart of soul You got the power, you got the heart You got the soul |
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If If that's the way
that it is, ooh If If that's the way that it is If we put our hearts together And overcome our hesitation Maybe we could join our love as one And storm the gates of heaven, yeah If the winds of change Would blow in the favour of man Resolve our situation Undo the work of idle temptation Oh yeah well, the test of time, the test of time Oh yeah You know, freedom will fly, yeah If If that's the way that it is We gotta fight to live If If that's the way that it is, yeah We gotta fight to live, yeah If the tribes of Eden Could find some common ground Share in life and wisdom And free our minds from prison, baby If there came a prophet Will he show us to the promised land Gotta start talkin' Gotta start talkin' Talkin', yeah Ooh yeah Whoa yeah yeah Oh, the test of time Oh, freedom will fly If If that's the way that it is, yeah yeah We gotta fight to live, yeah If If that's the way that it is, well We gotta fight to live, ooh yeah Runnin' out of time, yeah Coming like a holy war We gotta fight to live Gotta struggle now Fight to live If, yeah If that's the way that it is, yeah We gotta fight to live, ow If If that's the way that it is If that's the way that it is We gotta fight to live Fight to live, yeah, ow |
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Indian woman, let down your hair
Indian woman, let down your hair Blood red wine, layered in time Blood red wine, layered in time Standing at the edge of the world Please help me girl, help me girl Standing at the edge of the world, yeah-yeah Help me girl, oh help me girl Yeah-yeah-yeah Standin' in the forest, awaiting your penance Standin' in the forest, awaiting your penance, oh Indian woman, let down your hair Indian woman, let down your hair Standing at the edge of the world Please help me girl, please help me girl I'm standing at the edge of the world Please help me girl, help me girl Yeah-yeah All the temples stand in ruin (in ruin) Reaching out to the gods of the sky (gods of the sky) While the Earth beats to the rhythm (beats to the rhythm) My indian lover's high, high, high, high Standing at the edge of the world Ooh, help me girl, please help me girl Standing at the edge of the world Please help me girl, help me girl Standing at the edge of the world Help me girl, Indian woman Help me, hey, Indian woman Oh help me girl, yeah, yeah, yeah Let down your hair Indian woman, let down your hair, hey-yeah Standing at the edge of the world Standing at the edge of the world Standing at the edge of the world The world |
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Oh, ask the dust
No harm will come between us Oh beautiful, radiant child Eyes azure, vow to me Your golden heart Ooh, she moves in silence Then whispers to me Sets my soul harp on fire Sweet salvation, baby Melts my heart made of stone Please guide me and carry me on Sweet salvation is For this man made of stone Please hold me and embrace my soul Seduced by your glance Overwhelmed and enchanted by you, baby Well, when the loving is good Do you feel strong now? You know past lives, they don't matter anyhow Oh, she moves in silence Then she whispers to me Sets my soul harp on fire Sweet salvation, baby Melts my heart made of stone Please guide me and carry me on, yeah Sweet salvation is For this man made of stone Please hold me and embrace my soul Sweet salvation, baby Melts my heart made of stone Please guide me and carry me on Sweet salvation is For this man made of stone Please hold me and embrace my soul Oh... Yeah... Oh... Sweet salvation, baby Melts my heart made of stone Please guide me and carry me Sweet salvation You make me feel strong now, baby, yeah You make me feel like the king of the world |
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from The Cult - Ceremony (1999)
White
Shining Shining brightly Pure crystal snow White Oh, virgin White White Shining Shining brightly White Yeah, white Shining Shining bright Snow is crystal, the fire is cold I sit back, watch the sun turn gold In the morning, love is healing Warms the frost deep in my bones And then your mother said White White It's shining Shining bright White White Shining Shining brightly The hunter sits on a pure white stallion A hawk in flight, the bow in his hand A deer approaches at the edge of the forest The arrow flies, blood on the snow Said brother, said White Yeah, white Shining Shining brightly White White Shining Shining bright Blood on the snow Said brother, say White Shining Shining bright White White Shining Snow is crystal Love is pure I look out and see a hawk in flight The forest awaits me, the keel awaits me I reel back, watch the sun turn to gold Earth in the mother Said white Sure crystal clear, yeah, virgin white Wilderness, lost to us Wilderness, we reach out Wilderness, we must embrace you once more Yeah... White Shining brightly Snow is pure now When the barbarians approach on the frontiers of a civilization, it is a sign of a crisis in that civilization. When the barbarians come, not with weapons of war, but with songs and icons of peace. It is a sign of the crisis in one of a spiritual nature. That a spiritual nature. We have forgotten our spiritual nature. Cause we are wrapped up in too much shit all day, all night. White Shining bright White, yeah Kiss the earth, I said mother, said white Earth motherfucker, said white, ow Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah... White White, yeah Yeah, white Ooh, shining Shining bright Shining Shining brightly Earth mother Pure cool crystal virgin Said white Mmm-hmm White Oh, white Yeah, white White White Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Said white Natural earth mother White The snow virgin crystal White City draggin' me down That's grey Life is grey Gotta get the rhythm Don't tell me what I'm feelin', ow White Uh, white Uh, white Ooh yeah, white Funky white, ow Ooh, white, yeah |
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Wild hearted son
Baby, the world didn't want me to run To try and break me down to my knees, yeah Wild hearted, yeah yeah Well now You know, I shoot from the hip now My fist raised in the air I'm a whirlwind dreamer, baby With my head high in the clouds, yeah Ow, don't take me too lightly I got the blues power, baby I'm just a breed of society I'm pushin' hard and stealin' free Don't you try to lay no trip on me, yeah I'm a wild hearted son I'm comin' down like a rolling stone Wild hearted son, yeah I'm a wild hearted son Hey mama, the world didn't want me to run Wild hearted son Ow, I was born to the city But I longed to roam free Got a screaming horse in my belly Scar on my heart I live outside of convention You know the people who stare I'm just a breed of society I'm pushin' hard and I'm stealin' free Don't try to lay no trip on me, whoa Cause I'm a wild hearted son I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah Wild hearted son I'm a wild hearted son Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run Wild hearted son Baby, baby, yeah yeah Wild hearted son, yeah The world didn't want me to run Try to break me down, I'm a wild hearted son I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah Wild hearted son I'm a wild hearted son Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run Wild hearted son, son, baby, Wild hearted son the world didn's want me to run I'm a wild hearted son |
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Divine intervention in this decaying world
While a hip young dude stood passionately Succumbing to the he-dog sound Of the mystifying beat combo that Breaks down your door Gonna take you high now, take you real high Kickin' down the devil's door Cheap thrills baby, I need some more City on fire becoming me Let's hurry lover and fly together Majestic high and soaring now Babylon bares her breast again Time's like quicksand Soon again, I'm standing naked in Wonderland I feel mistreated, yeah, ow Wonderland I feel defeated but not for long Oh, tear the petals from this sweet narcissus Crumbles gently in the palm of my hand What once was inviting is dull and blinding Once magnificent has slipped away Serpent in my belly stomach crawlin' now Wipe the sweat from my furrowed brow Time's like quicksand Soon again, I'm standing naked in Wonderland I feel mistreated, yeah Wonderland I feel defeated, yeah, but not for long Wonderland Bound and branded, yeah, on my back Wonderland Tired and cheated, yeah-yeah Ooh yeah Divine intervention in this decaying world While the hip young dude stood passionately Succumbing to the he-dog sound You know the sound that breaks down your doors? Are listening to me, now? The sound of a mystifying beat combo That's gonna take you higher, baby Wonderland Bound and branded, look out Wonderland Tired, tired and cheated, yeah Earth's your mother... Heed your brother... |
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from Gone In 60 Seconds (식스티 세컨즈) [ost] (2000)
I thought you'd be out of my mind
And I'd finally found a way to learn to live without you I thought it was just a matter of time Till I had a hundred reasons not to think about you But it's just not so And after all this time, I still can't let go I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory, baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby I've tried everything that I can To get my heart to forget you But it just can't seem to I guess it's just no use In every part of me Is still a part of you And I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory, baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of her fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby I've still got your face Painted on my heart Painted on my heart Painted on my heart, oh baby Something in your eyes keeps haunting me I'm trying to escape you And I know there ain't no way to To chase you from my mind I've still got your face Painted on my heart Scrawled upon my soul Etched upon my memory baby I've got your kiss Still burning on my lips The touch of my fingertips This love so deep inside of me, baby I've still got your face I've still got your face Painted on my heart Painted on my heart |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
You dirty hippie girl
Your soft lips make me swirl I despise all of your lies I'm not the prodigal son I'm not the chosen one I'm just a man of good intention Hey-hey-hey Come on home Hey-hey-hey Your horses terrify me I can't work out why The things you say are not ok I'm not the prodigal son I'm not the chosen one Why can't you decide When you chastise me? Whoa I'm coming down Coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken I'm coming down I'm coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud Your dying flowers stink They smell like rotten ink From a poison pen So I wrote on your head Well, just how deep you'll go From whence you came, and don't you know? Whoa, innocence Your winter's so harsh in your heart I'm coming down Coming down You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down Yeah-hey... You baptise me I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud Pushin' me harder Pushin' me harder Pushin' me harder Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm coming down I'm coming, coming down You baptise me, oh yeah I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down, whoa yeah Coming down You baptise me, yeah I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, his drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down I don't wanna drown Yeah, your drug tongue spoken loud I'm coming down Well, I'm still mad Yeah, your drug tongue spoken true |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Always said you were a youthquaker, Edie
A stormy little world shaker Oh, Warhol's darling queen, Edie An angel with a broken wing The dogs lay at your feet, Edie Oh, we caressed your cheek Ooh, stars wrapped in your hair Ooh, life without a care But your not there Oh, caught up in an endless scene, Edie Yeah, paradise, a shattered dream Oh, wired on the pills you took, Edie Your innocence dripped blood, sweet child The dogs lay at your feet, Edie Oh, we caressed your cheek Ooh, stars wrapped in your hair Ooh, life without a care Ciao baby ... Shake it, boy Oh, sweet little sugar talker Paradise dream stealer Oh, Warhol's little queen, Edie An angel with a broken wing, oh The dogs lay at your feet, Edie Oh, we caressed your cheek, well Stars wrapped in your hair Ooh, life without a care Yeah, yeah, yeah Why did you kiss the world goodbye? Ciao baby Don't you know paradise takes time? Ciao, yeah Why did you kiss the world goodbye? Ciao baby Don't you know paradise takes time? Ooh, ciao, yeah Ciao baby, yeah Ciao baby Ciao baby, yeah Ciao baby |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Fire woman, yeah
Shake, shake, shake, shake it, yeah Wound up, can't sleep, can't do anything right, little honey Oh, since I set my eyes on you I tell you the truth T-t-t-t-twistin' like a flame in a slow dance, baby You're driving me crazy Come on, little honey Come on now Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire, yeah Smoke on the horizon, well Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire Oh, smokestack lightning Smokestack lightning Well, shake it up, you're to blame, got me swayin' little honey My heart's a ball of burnin' flame Oh, yes it is Prancing like a cat on a hot tin shack Lord, have mercy Come on little sister Come on and shake it Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire Oh, smoke on the horizon, yeah Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire Oh, smokestack lightning, baby I was thinking What I've been missing I'll tell you truthfully, well She's coming close now Oh, I can feel her She's getting close to me And I never, yeah Fire Smoke, she is a rising fire Oh, smoke on the horizon Fire Smoke, she is a rising, rising, rising fire Smokestack lightning A-j-j-j... Burnin' out and shake it, baby. Come on and burn it. I say send down fire to me say send down fire to me say send down fire to me, yeah! Fire woman, you're to blame... |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Go west young man
And break bread in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning Go west young man And break bread in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning We can offer you everything... The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round Around and round Around and round Go west young man Are your dreams in the new lands? And my life is over While your's just beginning Say hey Go west young man Go west young man And spread your wings in the new, new, new, new, new lands And my life is over while your's just beginning Say hey We can offer you everything... Go west young man And break those heads in the new lands And my life is over While your's just beginning Say hey We can offer you everything... The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round The crazy spinning circle's going round and round Around and round Around and round Crazy... The world is crazy... Around and round... Crazy |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Down and out in London
Los Angeles and Paris, too, uh-huh I drank a river in my time To get on through, yeah Well, the night, it rise above you, rise above me And the blues, they swirl around me To the heart of soul You got to bleed a little while you sing Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Get to the heart of soul Gotta get to the heart of soul, yeah Get to the hip, now baby 'Fore the hip get to you, lil' woman Try to bend me out of shape Can't tell me, can't tell me what to do, little honey Well, the night, it rise above me, rise above me, yeah And those blues, they swirl around me, ooh, ooh To the heart of soul You gotta bleed a little while you sing Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Ow, get to the heart of soul, yeah Gotta get to the heart of soul You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah Lest the words don't mean nothing, no Get to the heart of soul, yeah Baby, heart of soul, ow From the delta Down on the river We need some heart of soul In the world today now A little bit of heart of soul now In the world today A little bit of soul now A little heart of so-so-so-so, soul You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah Lest the words don't mean nothing, no they don't, no Get to the heart of soul, yeah Ow, baby, heart of soul What I want Is a heart of soul What I want What I need Is a heart of soul now What I want Heart of soul yeah What I want baby is a heart of soul You got the heart, you got the soul You got the heart of soul You got the power, you got the heart You got the soul |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Free your mind and float away, ooh-ooh-ooh
Lose all time and drift away Violence in the world is on the rise again Free yourself, spin away Ah, climb a mountain to reach yourself Climb a mountain to find zen, zen, zen, ay Free your mind and drift away, yeah Free your tribe and float away, float away, ooh Climb a mountain to reach yourself Ah, climb a mountain to find zen, zen, zen Hey, hey, hey, hey What makes you think it's ok? Hey, hey, hey, hey What makes you think it's ok? It's ok? Stroll your bones, yes, sow your oats, yeah Love your friends and tellin' jokes Gonna make such an entry with the gunstar season folks Well, love, love, love in, love in the clouds, in the clouds Climb a mountain to reach yourself Ah, climb a mountain to find zen, zen, zen Hey, hey What makes you think it's ok? Hey, hey, hey What makes you think it's ok? It's ok? It's ok? It's ok? Free... |
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Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean
Like a desert sun that burns my skin I've been waiting for her for so long Open the sky and let her come down Here comes the rain Here comes the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain Hot sticky scenes, you know what I mean Like a desert sun that burns my skin I've been waiting for her for so long Open the sky and let her come down Here comes the rain Here comes the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain I love the rain I love the rain Here she comes again Here comes the rain Oh, rain Rain Rain Oh, here comes the rain I love the rain Well, I love the rain Here she comes again I love the rain Rain Rain |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
I said hep cats, sinners, brats
Suck on this for sunshine This is the resurrection, yeah, of all the good times I said hep cats, sinners, brats, sunshine This is the resurrection, yeah, yeah, of the good times I said hep cats, sinners, brats Suck on me for sunshine This is the resurrection, yeah, of all the good times Resurrection Joe Resurrection Joe Two soldiers went marching Well, down an open road With a guilty load One turned the other, said I am dead This is my calling On to you My resurrection for you, yeah Suck on this for sunshine Resurrection Joe I said hep... Suck on this for the sunshine Resurrection Joe Resurrection Joe |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Pictures of never ending dreams
I can't see what these images mean Locked inside me Can't set the rainbows free Like perishing flowers They sag and twist and die There's a revolution There's a revolution, yeah There's a revolution There's a revolution Sorrow What does revolution mean to you? To save today's like wishing in the wind All my beautiful friends have all gone away Like the waves They flow and ebb and die There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a, there's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution, yeah Joy or sorrow What does revolution mean to you? To save today's like wishing in the wind All my beautiful friends have all gone away Like the waves They flow and ebb and die There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution There's a revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution Revolution, yeah |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Oh the heads that turn
Make my back burn Oh the heads that turn Make my back, make my back burn The sparkle in your eyes Keeps me alive And the sparkle in your eyes Keeps me alive, keeps a man alive And the world, and the world And the world turns around The world, and the world, yeah The world drags me down Well the heads that turn Make my back burn And the heads that turn Make my back, make my back burn, yeah Yeah-ah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah-ah The fire in your eyes Keeps me alive And the fire in your eyes Keeps me alive I'm sure in her you'll find The sanctuary I'm sure in her you'll find The sanctuary And the world The world turns around And the world, and the world The world drags me down And the world, and the world, and the world The world turns around And the world, and the world, and the world, and the world The world drags me down Hey-yeah-ah-ah Hey-yeah-ah-ah And the world And the world turns around And the world, and the world Yeah, the world drags me down And the world Yeah, the world turns around And the world, and the world The world drags me down Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary Sanctuary |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Let it be beautiful when I sing the last song
I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let the sun shine on me when I sing the last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the stars before they sing their last song I will give you even my body Spiritwalker Spiritwalker Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song Let all the children kiss the sun before they sing their last song I will have the whole world to make music with me Spiritwalker Dreamwalker Starwalker Sunwalker Spiritwalker Spiritwalker Dreamwalker Starwalker Sunwalker Windwalker Windwalker Windwalker Windwalker Spirit spirit spirit |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
Yeah, I believe in freedom
Freedom is a vision Her found religion I humble myself Just to get some respect, yeah Get some respect, yeah I kiss her sandled foot She's my holy pearl The ghetto in your mind Is treating her unkind Kiss her sandled foot Oh, she's my holy pearl The ghetto in your mind Is treating her unkind Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah I believe in liberation Won't you liberate me? Come on and take me, well I took no holy vow Won't you hold this pagan soul? Hold my soul I kiss her sandled foot She's my holy pearl The ghetto in your mind Is treating her unkind I kiss her sandled foot She's my holy pearl The ghetto in your mind Is treating her unkind Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, riot girl, show me your truth, yeah Hey Well, I believe in freedom Freedom is her vision Freedom is her Freedom is her Freedom is her vision Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, riot girl, show me your truth, yeah, yeah Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me your truth, yeah Star, I'll reach you if I try Show me, show me, show me Star, I'll reach you if I try Riot girl, show me the truth, yeah Gimme truth, yeah... |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
This is where it all ends
And the kinda dream that you've never seen Well, yeah Hot damn, ooh, mercy ma'am What the hell you doing to me? Ah, strutting round with your head held high What you trying to prove, girl? Black haired missy Big brown eyes On my knees, mama please I'm a regal man I'll do what I can To take you off to the promised land I'm a sun king, baby Let me take you by the hand Sun king, honey We can rule across the land I'm a sun king, baby With you, I'll share my throne A sun king, honey I can't make it on my own, no Hey, look out, little missy's about Ripping up the town, yeah Honey, I can't tie you down Woman, you make me frown Long legged lady with a black dress on On my knees, mama please I'm a regal man I'll do what I can To t-t-take you to the promised land A sun king, baby Let me take you by the hand Yeah, sun king, honey We can rule across this land I'm a sun king, baby, baby With you, I'll share my throne A sun king, honey I can't make it on my own, yeah Let me tell you people Now, listen good City crawling like a tired dog, yeah Cult children in the house of the dawn, yeah Time was wasted 'cause it's gone too fast Time was wasted 'cause it's gone too fast I see the sun begin to shine I see the sun begin to shine Sun king, baby, ow Let me take you by the hand Oh, sun king, honey We can rule across the land I'm a sun king, baby, yeah yeah With you, I'll share my throne Sun king, honey I can't make it on my own, yeah I'm a sun king, baby Sun king Sun king, baby... |
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from The Cult - The Singles 1984-1995 (2001)
All the hip young things
Trying to make a scene Living out forbidden dreams Star spangled banner Flutters in the sky Time hustles those Who wait to die Come on little honey Come on now, please Come on little honey and dance with me Sweet soul sister Keep on pushing till the dawn, well Sweet soul sister Forever dancing on and on Ooh, she's a Dior girl Twisting round the world Midnight crush boogie scene Firm fixed expression Sensual, tender, smooth Sexual panther, beautifully cool Come on little honey Come on now, please Come on little honey and dance with me Sweet soul sister Keep on pushing till the dawn, well, well, well, well Sweet soul sister Forever dancing on and on, yeah Hustle and strut through Paris at night Hustle and strut Hustle and strut through Paris at night Hustle and strut Say na na na Say na na na, yeah City of sin Come and let me in City of sin Come and let me in, ow Sweet soul sister Keep on pushing till the dawn Sweet soul sister Forever dancing on and on Sweet soul sister Keep on pushing till the dawn Sweet soul sister Forever dancing on and on, yeah |
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