 |
|
4:04 | 
|
||
|
from Diddy - Dirty Money - Last Train To Paris (Explicit Version) (2010)
Ladies and gentlemen, yeah, I'm here to tell you that this is a brand new sound
This, this will change your lives All you gotta do is turn your shit up, turn your shit up Is what you need, is what you need Is what you get, is what you get Is what you like, what you like Girl... everyday, girl every shooting star Girl... back more... but I now I'm too far away You won't be there alone, my love wouldn't be over We wouldn't be staring out the window, guessing which way the wind blows You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would Yeah, come on, oh Who was your number one? Who... niggers,.. Got my hand on my gun, as I'm sitting drinking and thinking I love you when I should of have my sun Got me losing my mind, all alone in my room, staring at your picture like I'm doing time I know loving is hard, loving is hard, but the... you all wake up... Sex... If I was the only one, would I be your mistress? But now I'm too far away, too far away Now you take the blame along, love won't be free to roam We would be prisoners of the sheets, maybe be... You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would ... was your love you can tell me, won't it be happen Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would. |
|||||
 |
|
3:42 |
|
||
|
from Diddy - Dirty Money - Last Train To Paris [Deluxe Explicit Version] (2010)
Ladies and gentlemen, yeah, I'm here to tell you that this is a brand new sound
This, this will change your lives All you gotta do is turn your shit up, turn your shit up Is what you need, is what you need Is what you get, is what you get Is what you like, what you like Girl... everyday, girl every shooting star Girl... back more... but I now I'm too far away You won't be there alone, my love wouldn't be over We wouldn't be staring out the window, guessing which way the wind blows You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would Yeah, come on, oh Who was your number one? Who... niggers,.. Got my hand on my gun, as I'm sitting drinking and thinking I love you when I should of have my sun Got me losing my mind, all alone in my room, staring at your picture like I'm doing time I know loving is hard, loving is hard, but the... you all wake up... Sex... If I was the only one, would I be your mistress? But now I'm too far away, too far away Now you take the blame along, love won't be free to roam We would be prisoners of the sheets, maybe be... You would be loving me, hold me, treating me better, yeah, yeah, yeah you would You're just so damn selfish, jealous, you would be loving me, yeah you would, yeah, yeah, yeah you would ... was your love you can tell me, won't it be happen Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would Yeah, yeah, yeah, you would. |
|||||
 |
|
7:32 |
|
||
|
from Luftkastellet 6 (2011)
When she was seventeen
She married a Preacher Man And she settled down In a little part of town Followed him all around Having little babies Singing in a little Church In a little ghost town She's so happy (I don´t want to keep up I can´t keep up) She´s so happy, keeping up (I don´t wanna keep up, keeping up with the Jones') Finally she told me Grandpa Dan travelled Playing on the road With Nat King Cole And he womanised Staying up all night Cruisin'up around the town From town to town to town (Let me go - ahhh ah Hurricane) (Just let me go - ahhh ah I´m going to care) Why don't you be a Jones like your Sister and your brother Noel when are you gonna be a Jones your just like your Dad God bless his soul I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me (I've got the Williams' blood) I've got the Williams' blood in me In me, in me, in me, running though my veins Williams' blood in me In a room full of doves I'm waiting for the Angels Spreading my wings So I can fly (Let me fly) Hurricane -You can´t save a wretch like me- (Let me fly ahhhh ahh - hurricane) (Let me go - ahhh ah Hurricane) Why don't you be a Jones like your Sister and your brother Noel when are you gonna be a Jones your just like your Dad God bless his soul I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me I've got the Williams' blood in me (I don't wanna keep up, I can't keep up) (I don't wanna keep up, I can't keep up) (Keeping up with the Jones') Amazing Grace How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Kiss today goodbye,
The sweetness and the sorrow, Wish me luck, the same to you, But I can't regret, what I did for love, What I did for love. Look my eyes are dry, The gift was ours to borrow, It's as if we always knew, What I did for love, What I did for love. Gone, love is never gone, As we travel on, Love's what we remember Kiss today goodbye, And point me t'ward tomorrow, We did, what we had to do, Won't forget, can't regret, what I did for love, What I did for love, What I did for love, Gone, love is never gone, As we travel on, That's what we remember. Kiss today goodbye, And point me t'ward tomorrow, We did, what we had to do, Won't forget, can't regret, what I did for love, What I did for love, What I did for love, What I did for love, |
|||||
 |
|
- | 
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Portfolio (2015) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
 |
|
5:38 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
Warm Leatherette,
See the breaking glass, Beneath the underpass. Warm Leatherette, Feel the crushing steel, Feel the steering wheel. Warm Leatherette melts, On your burning flesh, You can see your reflection, On the luminescent dash. Warm Leatherette, A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, The hand brake, Penetrates your thigh. A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, Quick let's make love, Before we die. On Warm Leatherette, Join the carcrash set. |
|||||
 |
|
4:28 |
|
||
|
from Island Records Post Punk Box Set - Out Come The Freaks (2009)
Warm Leatherette,
See the breaking glass, Beneath the underpass. Warm Leatherette, Feel the crushing steel, Feel the steering wheel. Warm Leatherette melts, On your burning flesh, You can see your reflection, On the luminescent dash. Warm Leatherette, A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, The hand brake, Penetrates your thigh. A tear of petrol, Is in your eye, Quick let's make love, Before we die. On Warm Leatherette, Join the carcrash set. |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
 |
|
4:18 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Walking down the street
Kicking cans Looking at the billboards Oh so rad Summing up the people Checking out the race Doing what I'm doing Feeling out of place Walking, walking In the rain Feeling like a woman Looking like a man Sounding like a no-no Mating when I can Whistling in the darkness Shining in the night Coming to conclusions Right is night is tight Walking, walking In the rain Come in all you jesters Enter all you fools Sit down no-no's Vulgar fools Trip the light fantastic Dance the swivel hips Coming to conclusions Button up your lips Walking, walking In the rain |
|||||
 |
|
4:18 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Walking down the street
Kicking cans Looking at the billboards Oh so rad Summing up the people Checking out the race Doing what I'm doing Feeling out of place Walking, walking In the rain Feeling like a woman Looking like a man Sounding like a no-no Mating when I can Whistling in the darkness Shining in the night Coming to conclusions Right is night is tight Walking, walking In the rain Come in all you jesters Enter all you fools Sit down no-no's Vulgar fools Trip the light fantastic Dance the swivel hips Coming to conclusions Button up your lips Walking, walking In the rain |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
5:04 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
My friends feel that, is there a point of duty?
And he keeps trying to tell me, All you wanna do is use me, But my answer to all that use me stuff, oh baby, Now I'm gonna to spread the news, And if it feels this good then use? Keep on using me 'til you've used me up. Use Me. Use Me. Mother sat down, And you know she told me, "If he can overcome you, all he's gonna do is use You", But my answer to all that use me stuff, oh baby. Now I'm going to spread the new. And if it feels this good then use? Keep on using me 'til you've used me up. Use Me. Use Me. Now I'm going to spread the news, And if it feels this good then use? Come on and keep on using me 'til you've used me up. Use Me. Sometimes it's true, You really do abuse me, I lost the only people, Who ever really didn't use Me, But oh baby, when you love me I can't get enough, oh baby. Now I'm going to spread the news, And if it feels this good then use? Well keep on using me 'til you've used me up. 'Til you've used me up, Come on and use me up. Use Me. |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
The sun'll come out, tomorrow,
Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow, There'll be sun, Just thinkin' about, tomorrow, Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none, When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely, I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say, Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow, So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow, Come what may. Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e only a day away, The sun'll come out, tomorrow, Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow, There'll be sun, Just thinkin' about, tomorrow, Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none, When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely, I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say, Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow, So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow, Come what may. Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e always a day away, Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e only a day away, The sun'll come out, tomorrow, Bet your bottom dollar, that tomorrow, There'll be sun, Just thinkin' about, tomorrow, Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow, till' there's none, When I'm stuck with a day, that's grey and lonely, I just stick out my chin, and grin, and say, Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow, So you gotta' hang on till' tomorrow, Come what may. Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e always a day away, Tomorrow tomorrow, I love you tomorrow, Your'e only a day away, (x10) |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Portfolio (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
6:46 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
Every day brings change,
And the world puts on a new face, Certain things rearange, And the world seems like a new place. Secretly I've been trailing you, Like a Fox that preys on a Rabbit, I had to get you, and so I knew, I had to learn all your ways and all your habbits. You're the catch that I was after, I looked up and I was in yout arms, And I know I was captured. What's this whole world coming to, Things just ain't the same, Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game. I had laid such a tender trap, Hoping you might fall into it, But love hit me with a sudden slap, Just one of your kisses and baby I knew it. My plan did'nt work out like I thought, I had laid my trap for you, But it seems, baby, I got caught. What's this whole world coming to, Things just ain't the same, Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game. You're the catch that I was after, I looked up and I was in yout arms, And I know I was captured. What's this whole world coming to, Things just ain't the same, Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game. (?) You're the catch that I was after, I looked up and I was in yout arms, And I know I was captured. What's this whole world coming to, Things just ain't the same, Anytime the hunter gets captured by the game. |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
 |
|
7:04 |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000) | |||||
|
|
6:26 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
Jean-Paul Goude: "She's born in Jamaica, raised in America.. and she was really an American girl, I mean, with Jamaican parents."
Uh, baby.. Uh-huh Keep it up, keep it up Keep it up Slave to the rhythm Uh baby To the rhythm Don't cry Your life is the rhythm You work to the rhythm You slave To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm Uh, baby To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm You slave to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm, to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythm To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm Work all day as men who know Work all day to keep the flow To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm To keep the flow To the rhythm, to the rhythm, uh To the rhythm Build on up Don't break the chain Sparks will fly Keep it up, keep it up See, never stop the action Keep it up Jean-Paul Goude: "I mean all black people were just, you know ‘do it to me, sock it to me’ and all that stuff, and there she was, you know, singing ‘La Vie en Rose’ in French. It was great, you know. So I thought what a wonderful, erm, perspective. No I never saw her at a fashion show." |
|||||
|
|
4:58 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
Bridge just south of town
They've been working on it for years now Just about finish up 'fore it occurs to anyone They built that damn thing just about a foot off the ground Way way higher than the road around So if you happen down that highway, 'specially at night Hit the bridge at fifty-five Feel like you might just take flight And every time the crossing comes as a surprise See my flying I've found quiet in this room Down by where the trains run I've learned to hear the rumble, long before it comes And the things I'm working on Are invisible to everyone Something 'bout an empty hip or the angle of the sun Every time the crossing comes as a surprise See me flying Maybe these stitches in my throat Have just about dissolved Like the sad moan of the drunkard walking home from the bar I hear the thin song of the fire house when they sound the alarm I hear the church bells on Sunday... ringing out Used to be a town of dirt and horses Now it's all liquor and cars There's still a whole lot of nothing up between those stars Take the dog out for a walk On the Episcopal church lawn My God we're still tryin' to find a way To get ourselves beyond And every time the crossing comes as a surprise See me flying |
|||||
 |
|
4:28 |
|
||
| from The Avengers (어벤져) by Joel Mcneely [ost] (1998) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Portfolio (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Every night, to take a walk on high to see,
The shadows of the moonlight, when this guy, Began to follow me, and now you see. Thats the trouble. Then he turned my head, to my surprise, He stared so seriously, in my eyes and said, "Why, I'd like for you to come on home woth me." Thats the trouble, Every man I see, thats the trouble. Taking every little thing so heavily, Thats the trouble if you wanna' let you be, Thats the trouble if you really wanna' be free. When I did not realise, he was the, Serious type of guy, and I ran his [?], And said "Will you marry me?" Thats the trouble, Every man I see, thats the trouble. Taking every little thing so heavily, Thats the trouble if you wanna' let you be, Thats the trouble if you really wanna' be free. |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Muse (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry,
I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy, Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry, I was no good at jealousy, no good at jealousy. He's here, oh honey for just a day, I'll find away to get away, No matter what you say, hey hey. He's here, oh honey for just aday, He's coming from so far away, For just a day, hey hey. I don't want to deceive you, But tell me how can I be true, When all the jealosy, Keeps me from telling it all to you. Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry, I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy, He's here, oh honey for just once a year, That aint' so much for you to share, That aint' so much to share. He's here, oh honey for just once a year, You got my lovin' right here, Prepare now there, now there. Nothing is never the same when your sorry, I'm really sorry of my jealousy, Keeps you from knowing another side of me, He loves me too and hes not jealous of you. Sorry, jealousy, sorry, baby so sorry, I was so full of jealousy, so full of jealousy. Baby, sorry, jealousy, sorry, jealousy, So full of jealousy... |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Portfolio (2015) | |||||
 |
|
4:50 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Darling I, I was a fool, Oh what a fool, I thought you were cool,
Now I'm a victim of things that you do, I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim of love. Lonely nights, spent all alone by a lonesome telephone, You never called, you'd never come, I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love. Darling I, I was a fool and so you used me just like a clown, Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love. Mon cherie, jetais une folle, completement conne, tu n'etais pas con. je veux te baiser, tu le mal que tu m'as fait, Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim for love. Why did you let go? Why did I lose, When did love slip away, I though we were always going to stay, Oh baby, where were you when I needed you, Oh I just wanted someone to love, so I became a victim of love. |
|||||
|
|
4:21 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Work all day as men who know
Wheels must turn to keep the flow Build on up, don't break the chain, Sparks will fly when the whistle blows Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Work to the rhythm Live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, power lines Fires burn, hearts beat strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Breathe to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Work to the rhythm Live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm |
|||||
|
|
6:35 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
Work all day as men who know
Wheels must turn to keep the flow Build on up, don't break the chain, Sparks will fly when the whistle blows Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Work to the rhythm Live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, power lines Fires burn, hearts beat strong Sing out loud, the chain gang song Never stop the action Keep it up, keep it up Breathe to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Work to the rhythm Live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Muse (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Portfolio (1998)
Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground, You in mid-air, Send in the clowns, send in the clowns, Isn't it bliss? don't you approve? One who keeps tearing around, One who can't move, Where are the clowns? Send in the clowns, Just when I'd stopped opening doors, Finally knowing the one that I wanted, Was yours, Making my entrance again with my, Usual flair, Sure of my lines, No one is there, Don't you love farce? My fault I fear, I thought thar you'd want what I want, Sorry my dear, And where are the clowns? Quick send in the clowns, Don't bother, they're here, Isn't it rich? isn't it queer? Losing my timing this late, In my career, And where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns, (?) Send in the clowns. (x10), |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Portfolio (2015) | |||||
|
|
4:59 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Way deep in the night, the voice of love is calling,
(So) clear is the darkness, that reflects your face, Born out of love, locked in desire, The heat from your fire, seduction, Cries fill the dark, I feel your embrace, Losing control, surrender! Oh Oh, I hear love calling. Oh Oh the voice of love, Hard is the flesh, soft is the night, The rhythm of my heart beats like a drum, The language of my body moves to a time, The rhythm of desire like fire. Oh Oh, I hear love calling, Oh Oh the voice of love, Oh Oh, I can hear love calling, Oh Oh the voice of love, I will be wrapped inside your love, I will be right within your love, I will be wrapped inside your love, seduction surrender I'll always remember. Locked inside your love, I will be right inside your love, I will be wrapped within your love, Seduction surrender, I'll always remember. Oh Oh, I hear love calling, Oh Oh, the voice of love, Oh Oh, I can hear love calling, Oh Oh the voice of love, I will be wrapped inside your love, I will be right inside your love, I will be wrapped inside your love, seduction surrender I'll always remember. Locked inside your love, I will be there within your love, I will be wrapped inside your love, Seduction surrender I'll always remember, Locked inside your love, I will be there within your love, I will be wrapped inside your love(echoes), Seduction surrender I'll always remember. Seduction, Seduction!!! |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Muse (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Muse (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
4:41 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Driving down those city streets,
Waiting to get down, Won't you get your big machine, Somewhere in this town? Now in the parking lot garage, You'll find the proper place, Just follow all the written rules, You'll fit into the space. Pull up to my bumper baby, In your long black limosine, Pull up to my bumper baby, And drive it in between. Pull up, to it, don't drive, through it, Back it, up twice, now that, fit's nice. Operate around the clock, Why don't you come in? I've got lot's of space for everyone, Why don't you my friend? (Lines are short), I'll pick you up so won't you please come on, Shiny sleek machine believe, It I've got to blow your horn. Pull up to my bumper baby, In your long black limosine, Pull up to my bumper baby, And drive it in between. Pull up to it, don't drive through it, Back it, up twice, now that fits nice, Race it, straighten it, let me luricate, Pull up to my bumper baby. (to end) |
|||||
|
|
3:40 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Driving down those city streets
Waiting to get down Won't you take your big machine Somewhere in this town Now in the parking lot garage I found the proper place Just follow all the written rules You'll fit into the space Pull up to my bumper baby In your long black limousine Pull up to my bumper baby And drive it in between Pull up, to it, Don't drive, through it Back it, up twice Now that fits nice Operate around the clock, Slow it if you come in? I've got lots of space for everyone One for you my friend? My lines are short I'll fix you up So won't you please come on, Shiny sleek machine you wheeled I've got to blow your horn. Pull up to my bumper baby In your long black limosine, Pull up to my bumper baby And drive it in between. Pull up to it, don't drive through it, Back it, up twice, now that fits nice, Grease it, spray it Let me lubricate it Pull up to my bumper baby (to end) |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
5:11 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Je n'ai marre with your theatrics,
Your acting's a drag, It's ok on TV, but you can turn it off, Your marriage is a tragedy, But it's not my concern, I'm very superficial I hate everything official, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Your sentimental gestures only bore me to death, You've made a desperate appeal, now save your breath, Attachment to obligation, through guilt and regret, shit that's so wet And your sex life complications are not my fascinations, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh! You asked my advice I say use the door, But you're still clinging to somebody you deplore, And now you wanna use me for emotional blackmail, I just feel pity when you lie, contempt when you cry, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh! Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x8) |
|||||
|
|
6:19 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
Je n'ai marre with your theatrics,
Your acting's a drag, It's ok on TV, but you can turn it off, Your marriage is a tragedy, But it's not my concern, I'm very superficial I hate everything official, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Your sentimental gestures only bore me to death, You've made a desperate appeal, now save your breath, Attachment to obligation, through guilt and regret, shit that's so wet And your sex life complications are not my fascinations, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh! You asked my advice I say use the door, But you're still clinging to somebody you deplore, And now you wanna use me for emotional blackmail, I just feel pity when you lie, contempt when you cry, Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x2) Oh! Your private life drama, baby, leave me out,(x8) |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Fame (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
4:45 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
Alors pars, et surtout ne te retourne pas!
Pars, mais qu'est-ce que tu as? Tire-toi! Quoi qu'il arrive, je serai toujours avec toi, Alors pars, et surtout ne te retourne pas! Et l'enfant, il est avec moi, Il est la, il est drole comme tes yeux, Il est comme toi, impatient, Il n'a de peur, Il aime la vie, Et la mort ne lui fais pas peur, o pars! Tais-toi! Mais qu'est-ce que tu as? Pars! Je t'aime, toujours, il faut toujours, Alors pars, tire-toi! Ca va pars, qu'est-ce que tu dois faire? Alors pars, Ca va bien, pas de probleme, pars, Mais, reviens a moi, alors pars. |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
3:56 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Don't need no ring, no wedding band,
We don't need no paper plan, Just take my hand, for you're my man, All we we need to understand, The rules of love, are way beyond ordinary man, We've got, marriage of the heart, Nothing is going to keep us apart. I know, I'll know whenever he needs me because, I am sure that he knows that love is, love is the tie that binds, Clear enough, so take my hand, our love is here to stay, Love's insecure, yet we are sure, we don't need the paper play, No book or rule should ever use emotion for a tool. Marriage of the heart, marriage of the heart, no written page could tear us apart. Oh I know that old rules are not the tools for a modern world, Sign love on the line, sign love on the line. When you found a way, love will stay from then until forever more, Just take the hand of your man, that's all you need to understand, The rules of love, are way beyond ordinary man. Marriage of the heart, nothing is going to keep us apart. I know, that I'll go wherever he needs me because, I'm sure that he knows that love is, love is the tie binds, I'll know, I'll go, I'm sure he needs me and that I'll go. |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Hunger Games : Mockingjay Part 1 (헝거 게임 : 모킹제이 Part 1) [ost] (2014) | |||||
|
|
2:46 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Slave To The Rhythm (2000)
Paul Morley: "I first got introduced to your music with a song called 'La Vie En Rose'"
Grace Jones: "Oh, you're kidding. That's my first album." Paul Morley: "That was great!" Grace Jones: "Uh huh!" Paul Morley: "Is that a special song to you?" Grace Jones: "That's a very special song to me. Oh God, I cry every time I sing it." Paul Morley: "Yeah." Grace Jones: "It's that special -" Paul Morley: "What's it mean to you?" Grace Jones: "Well it means, uh, a lot of romance, and um.. I had quite a few French lovers, you know, so every time I sing it I think about them." Paul Morley: "So lots of fond memories, then?" Grace Jones: "I'm - Yes - " SLAVE Work to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm SLAVE Work to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm SLAVE Work to the rhythm Annihilating the rhythm Annihilating the rhythm Annihilating the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm SLAVE Slave to the rhythm Dan- dan- dan- dan- dance to the rhythm Dance to the rhythm Dance to the- dance to the- dance to the- Work to the- work to the- work to the- Work to the rhythm Annihilating the rhythm SLAVE Dance to the rhythm Work to the rhythm Slave to the rhythm Annihilate the rhythm |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Disco (2015) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Muse (2015) | |||||
|
|
4:25 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Aaaa, hey baby, where are you going baby?
Hey, want to give me a ride, got get to where I'm going real fast, Ain't got no time to waste, thing here, I'm not about to stay here, There are children on street, with no food to eat, I seem them there, I said I got to get away, I'm on my way. I Gotta escape this poverty, I gotta find a new reality, Don't try and stop me boy, I'm on my way, So light me a cigarette, cruise in a plane, Take a trip to Paris, maybe Spain, yeah, Oh I've got to get there, take me away, I'm on my way, I'm on my way, I'm on my way. Hey, I'm on my way, You can stay, I'll leave you here, You'd be a fool if you like what's here, hey, I got to get there, hey, hey, hey, I'm on my way, Many places you can go, no one ever said I never told you so, I'm on my way. I've got to get there, got get there, hey, hey, hey, I'm on my way. Don't give a damn, don't really care, Given you all I got I've got to share, yeah, I'm on my way, Shut the door, you can lock me out, I don't give a damn I'm heading south, hey, I'm on my way, I'm on my way (ehoes), I'm on my way, I'm on my way. |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
5:04 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing (1981)
Nightclubbing, nightclubbing,
We're what's happening, Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We're an ice machine, We see people brand new people, They're something to see, We're nightclubbing, Bright-white clubbing, Oh isn't it wild? Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We're walking through town, Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We walk like a ghost, We learn dances brand new dances, Like the nuclear bomb, We're nightclubbing, Bright white clubbing, Oh isn't it wild? Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We're what's happening, Nightclubbing, nightclubbing, We're an ice machine, We see people brand new people, They're something to see, We're nightclubbing, Bright-white clubbing, Oh isn't it wild? |
|||||
|
|
6:00 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
Take a toke from the smoke,
Never standing by the door, Just stretching out pan de floor, That way him don't fall over, No way him gwan fall out pan me, That way him won't fall over, No way him gwan fall out pan me. 'Cause he's layed back, not laying back, Layed back, not worried back, Layed back, not thinking back, Layed back, never holding back, My Jamaican guy, My Jamaican guy. When my dread start to sw.. Him no think if it hot nor cold, We just come in a de riva cold, Dat way him don't waste him wata, No way it gwan run out pan him, Dat way him don't waste him wata, No way it gwan run out pan him. 'Cause he's layed back, not worried back, Layed back, not thinking back, Layed back, not laying back, Layed back, never holding back, My Jamaican guy, My Jamaican guy. My J.A. guy. Take my life for a drive, Never need to change his tools, Him drive like a stubborn mule, Dat way him naw go plop plop, No way gas gwan bun out pan him, Dat way him naw go plop plop, No way gas gwan bun out pan him. 'Cause he's layed back, not thinking back, Layed back, not worried back, Layed back, not laying back, Layed back, never holding back, My Jamaican guy, My J.A. guy. |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Nightclubbing / 2014 Remaster / Deluxe (2014) | |||||
|
|
7:10 |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004) | |||||
|
|
6:14 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Bulletproof Heart (2004)
Yeah!!
If I had two lips, I could give you that killer kiss, And make a smack on your leg, make you forget about everything else, But I don't need no extra help, I'm already too much for one man, In love, you love, and love, love to be loved over and over again. I'll give you soothe cooling action, juicy lipped passion, I'm what you want, I'm what you need, that sexy looking mouth is me, If you want to give a kiss, come and get it, come get my love on top of love, I've got what you need and more, more than you bargained for , Come get my love on top of love, Yeah! Uh huh, love. It's ten o'clock, Time for the second shift, Another man, another love, another kiss, I'm talking about jungle love, tastes like cherries (after) paradise, I'm mean a cooler passion, My killer kiss, hot as ice, The green-eyed stranger, time for a wager, I'm what you want, I'm what you need, That sexy looking pout is me. If you want to give a kiss, come and get it, Come get my love on top of love, I've got what need and more, More than you bargained for Come get my love on top of love! Yeah! (10x -at intervals). Soothe cooling action, Juicy lipped passion, I'm what you want, I'm what you need, That juicy looking mouth is me, I'm what you want, I'm what you need , that juicy looking mouth is me. Soothe cooling action, Juicy lipped passion, I'm what you, I'm what you need, That juicy looking mouth is me, I'm what you want, I'm what you need, That juicy sexy mouth is me, If you want to give a kiss, come and get it, Come get my love on top of love. More!...Yeah!...on top of love...come and get it, Come get it juicy lips,( me -X5), Juicy, cat love, lips, me, me, Juicy,lips, me, me, love,a kiss, A juicy ,lips, love a kiss, juicy... |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
|
|
6:04 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Island Life (1998)
't ain't no big thing
To wait for the bell to ring 't ain't no big thing, the toll of the bell Aggravated, spare for days I troll down town the redlight place Jump up, bubble up What's in store Love is the drug and I need to score Showing out, showing out, hit and run Boy meets girl where the beat goes on Stiched up tight, can't shake free Love is the drug got a hook on me Oh, catch that buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see, love is the drug for me Oooh, oooh Late at night I parked my car Staked my place in the singles bar Face to face, toe to toe Heart to heart as we hit the floor Lumbered up, limbo down The locked embrace, stumble round I say go, she say yes Dim the lights, you can guess the rest Oh, catch the buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see Love is the drug got a hook on me Oh, catch the buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see, love is the drug for me Oooh, oooh Oooh, oooh ... Oooh, oooh Love is, love is, love is the drug |
|||||
|
|
8:41 |
|
||
|
from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2000)
't ain't no big thing
To wait for the bell to ring 't ain't no big thing, the toll of the bell Aggravated, spare for days I troll down town the redlight place Jump up, bubble up What's in store Love is the drug and I need to score Showing out, showing out, hit and run Boy meets girl where the beat goes on Stiched up tight, can't shake free Love is the drug got a hook on me Oh, catch that buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see, love is the drug for me Oooh, oooh Late at night I parked my car Staked my place in the singles bar Face to face, toe to toe Heart to heart as we hit the floor Lumbered up, limbo down The locked embrace, stumble round I say go, she say yes Dim the lights, you can guess the rest Oh, catch the buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see Love is the drug got a hook on me Oh, catch the buzz Love is the drug I'm thinking of Oh, can't you see, love is the drug for me Oooh, oooh Oooh, oooh ... Oooh, oooh Love is, love is, love is the drug |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Grace Jones - Warm Leatherette (2016) | |||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Hotel Costes - Hotel Costes 1 [omnibus] (1999) | |||||
 |
|
5:02 |
|
||
| from Toys (토이즈) by Hans Zimmer [ost] (1992) | |||||
|
