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from John Cale - Fragments Of A Rainy Season (2000)
Never win and never lose
There's nothing much to choose Between the right and wrong Nothing lost and nothing gained Still things aren't quite the same Between you and me I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I still hear your voice at night When I turn out the light And try to settle down But there's nothing much I can do Because I can't live without you Any way at all I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep a close watch on this heart of mine |
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from John Cale - The Academy In Peril (2007) | |||||
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from John Cale - Fragments Of A Rainy Season (2000) | |||||
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from Lou Reed / John Cale - Songs For Drella (1990)
It was a very cold clear fall night
I had a terrible dream Billy name and brigid were playing under my stair case on the second floor about two o'clock in the morning I woke up because amos and archie had started barking That made me very angry because I wasn't feeling well and I told them I was very cross the real me that they just better remember what happened to sam the bad cat that was left at home and got s Nd went pussy heaven It was a very cold clear fall night Some snowflakes were falling Gee, it was so beautiful And so I went to get my camera to take some pictures And then I was taking the pictures But the exposure thing wasn't right And I was going to call fred or gerry To find out how to get set it I was too late And then I remembered they were still probably at dinner And anyway I felt really bad and didn't want to talk to anybody But the snowflakes were so beautiful and real looking And I really wanted to hold them And that's when I heard the voices From down the hall near the stairs So I got a flashlight And I was scared and I went out into the hallway There's been all kinds of troubles Lately in the neighborhood And someone's got to bring home the bacon and anyway There were brigid and billy playing And under the stair case Was a little meadow sort of like the park at 23rd street Where all the young kids go and play frisbee Gee, that must be fun Maybe we should do an article on that in the magazine But they'll just tell me I'm stupid and it won't sell But I'll just hold my ground this time, I mean It's my magazine, isn't it? So I was thinking that as the snowflakes fell And I heard those voices having so much fun Gee, it would be so great to have some fun So I called billy But either he didn't hear me or he didn't want to answer Which was so strange Because Even if I don't like reunions I've always loved billy I'm so glad he's working I mean it's different than ondine He keeps touring with those movies And he doesn't even pay us and the film I mean the film's just going to disintegrate and then what I mean he's so normal off of drugs I just don't get it And then I saw john cale He's been looking really great He's been coming by the office to exercise with me Ronnie said I have a muscle But he's been really mean since he went to aa I mean what does it mean When you give up drinking and then you're still so mean He says I'm being lazy but I'm not I'm just can't find any ideas I mean I'm just not Let's face it Going to get any ideas up at the office And seeing john made me think of the velvets And I had been thinking about them When I was on st. marks place Going to that new gallery those sweet new kids have opened But the thought I was old And then I saw the old dom The old club where we did our first shows It was so great And I don't understand about that velvet's first album I mean I did the cover I was the producer And I always see it repackaged And I've never gotten a penny from it How could that be I should call henry But it was good seeing john I did a cover for him But I did in black and white and he change it to color It would have been worth more if he'd left it my way But you can never tell any body anything I've leaned that I tried calling again to billy and john They wouldn't recognize me it was like I wasn't there Why won't they let me in And then I saw lou I'm so mad at him Lou reed got married and didn't invite me I mean is it because he thought I'd bring too many people I don't get it Could have at least called I mean he's doing so great Why doesn't he call me? I saw him at the mtv show And he was one row away and he didn't even say hello I don't get it You know I hate lou I really do He won't even hire us for his videos And I was proud of him I was so scared today There was blood leaking thought my shirt From those old scars from being shot And the corset I wear to keep my insides in was hurting And I did three sets of fifteen pushups And four sets of ten setups But then my insides hurt And I saw drops of blood on my shirt and I remember The doctors saying I was dead And then later they had to take blood out of my hand 'couse they ran out or veins But then All this thinking was making me an old grouch And you can't do anything anyway so If they wouldn't let me play with them in my own dream I was just going to have to make another And another And another Gee, wouldn't it be funny if I died in this dream Before I could make another one up And nobody called And nobody came |
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from Basquiat (바스키아) by John Cale [ost] (1996)
Poor soul
Spit upon that Poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him so Poor dunce He pushed back the pigmen The Barbs laughed The fool is dead Poor dunce He's less than within us The brains talk But the will to live is dead And prayer can't Travel so far these days The talk of your life Standing so near To innocent eyes Poor dunce Swings thru the tunnels And claws his way Is small life so manic Are these really the days Poor dunce Poor dunce Poor soul Poor soul Poor soul |
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from John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)
I want to go home, I want to go home
I want to go back to Adelaide It' s time for a change, don't want to be late It's probably night in Adelaide In a day or two, I'll be there asking for you To come back to Adelaide with me The weather there is so good. So pass me the phone, I'll go it alone I'll whistle my way to Adelaide There's no time to cry, I'll be there tonight The trains and the boats and planes are on time. But before I go, I'm knock-knocking on your front door Be sure to say good-bye to your friends And to all my friends back home. But before I go, I'm knock-knocking on your front door Be sure to say good-bye to your friends And to all my friends back home. Oh, Adelaide, Adelaide, I want you tonight Adelaide, Adelaide, I want you tonight |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground (1996)
If you close the door, the night could last forever
Keep the sunshine out and say hello to never All the people are dancing and they're havin such fun I wish it could happen to me but if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again. If you close the door, the night could last forever, Leave the wineglass out and drink a toast to never Oh, someday I know someone will look into my eyes and say hello -- you're my very special one-- but if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again. Dark cloudy bars Shiny Cadillac cars and the people on subways and trains Looking gray in the rain As they stand disarrayed And if you close the door, the night could last forever. Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never all the people are dancing and they're having such fun I wish it could happen to me 'Cause if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again. I'd never have to see the day again. (once more) I'd never have to see the day again. |
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from Velvet Underground - Chronicles (2005)
one-two-three
If you close the door, the night could last forever Keep the sunshine out and say hello to never All the people are dancing and they're havin such fun I wish it could happen to me but if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again. If you close the door, the night could last forever, Leave the wineglass out and drink a toast to never Oh, someday I know someone will look into my eyes and say hello -- you're my very special one-- but if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again. Dark cloudy bars Shiny Cadillac cars and the people on subways and trains Looking gray in the rain As they stand disarrayed over people look wear in the dark And if you close the door, the night could last forever. Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never all the people are dancing and they're having such fun I wish it could happen to me 'Cause if you close the door, I'd never have to see the day again. I'd never have to see the day again. (once more) I'd never have to see the day again. |
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from A GOOD PERSON (Music From The Motion Picture) (어 굿 퍼슨) [ost] (2023) | |||||
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from John Cale - Stainless Gamelan: Inside The Dream Syndicate Vol. III (2007) | |||||
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000) | |||||
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown And cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks, a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go, and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown and cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown and cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud A hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks - a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012)
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will she go, and what shall she do When midnight comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown and cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns To all tomorrow's parties And what will she do with Thursday's rags When Monday comes around She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown and cry behind the door And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown For whom none will go mourning A blackened shroud A hand-me-down gown Of rags and silks - a costume Fit for one who sits and cries For all tomorrow's parties |
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from John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)
She's back from Amsterdam
And I think the journey did her well Her face has lost it's touch The tell tale signs of loneliness inside But I love her still And need her company still more Come down, come down once more And I think, the journey, did her well She says she fell in love With men who knew the way to treat a lady Her life has settled for the best of things That I couldn't give her And it's not her fault, she's not the one to blame Come down, come down, come down once more And I do believe the journey did her well Yes I do believe the journey did her well. |
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from Velvet Underground - V.U. (1999)
If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew Well you know what happens after dark When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts And all the missionaries lose their bark Oh, all the trees are calling after you And all the venom snipers after you Are all the mountains bolder after you? If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite Instead of an ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be a kite And be tied to the end of your string And flying in the air, babe, at night Cause ou know what they say about honey bears When you shave off all their baby hair You have a hairy minded pink bare bear And all the balls are rolling out for you And stones are all erupting out for you And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving on the street And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet Her belly button was her mouth Wich meant she tasted what she'd speak But the funny thing is what happened to her nose It grew until it reached all of her toes Now when people say her feet they mean her nose And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you And all the Roman Noblemen for you And kingdom's Christian Soldiers dear for you And melting ice cap mountain tops for you And knights in flamming silver robes for you And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you Swoop, Swoop oh baby, Rock Rock Swoop, Swoop, Rock, Rock |
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from John Cale - Paris 1919 (2006)
The paranoid great movie queen
Sits idly fully armed The powder and mascara there A warning light for charm We see her every movie night The strong against the weak The lines come out and struggle with The empty voice that speaks Her heart is oh so tired now Of kindnesses gone by Like broken glasses in a drain Gone down but not well spent The road from Barbary to here She sold then stole right back The vanity, insanity her hungry heart forgave The fading bride's dull beauty grows Just begging to be seen Beneath the magic lights that reach from Barbary to here Her schoolhouse mind has windows now Where handsome creatures come to watch The anaesthetic wearing off Antarctica starts here |
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from John Cale - Hobosapiens (2003)
Keep me away from a naked flame
I am made of vapour and I will explode There's been something rattling in the closet trying to get out The car antenna's gone missing ? it's out there somewhere cruising the streets Archimedes and me go back a ways Archimedes and me both married in our own way To old ideas in new clothes The good will goddess passed us by we were satisfied with that and when your drive down Pacific Palisades you can see he made the desert bloom Archimedes and me… (the noise of the first Archimedes Screw) There's been something rattling in the closet trying to get out ? the car antenna's missing ? (the rest of it will be gone soon) |
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from John Cale - Stainless Gamelan: Inside The Dream Syndicate Vol. III (2007) | |||||
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000) | |||||
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
Dark woman in the water drowning
Sinking in a funny way Black footing for a face exploding Mimicking our final days The ocean will have us all The ocean will have us all Dark woman in a cupboard burning Woman, what have they done Dark woman like a panther breathing Woman, what can be done The ocean will have us all The ocean will have us all Cold cost of the death of nothing Slipping just like nothing did Burnt scarecrow in the wind was choking Smoking in the summer heat Barracuda, Barracuda Wont you lay down your life for me Won't you love me Barracuda If you always need to bring out the worst in me Ten morons with their whistles blowing Howling like a winter gale Dark woman like a crow a-crowing Crowing for the carrion meat The ocean will have us all The ocean will have us all Dark forest with the moon arising Smiling at you out of reach Cracked window in a chapel dreaming Hoping that the twain'll meet Barracuda, Barracuda Wont you lay down your life for me Won't you love me Barracuda If you always need to bring out the worst in me |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground (1996)
Well, I'm beginning to see the light.
Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Some people work very hard, but still they never get it right. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. I wanna tell all you people, now. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Wine in the mornin', and some breakfast at night. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, playing the fool again. Here we go again, acting hard again. All right! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! I wanna tell you, ooh-oh-oh! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! It comes very softly now. I wore my teeth in my hands so I could miss the hell of a night. Hey! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light, now! It comes softer! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. I met myself in a dream, and I just want to tell you, Everything was alright. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here comes two of you. Which one will you choose? One is black and one is blue, Don't know just, what to do. Alright! Well, I'm beginning to see the light, oh, now, here she comes! Hey, yeah, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! Oh-ahhhh! Some people work very hard, But still they never get it right. Well, I'm begiing to see the light. Ah, it's getting a little softer, maybe, in there. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Ah, it's coming around again, Hey, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. One more time. There are problems in these times, But, woo!, none of them are mine! Oh, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. How does it feel, to be loved? How does it feel, to be loved? |
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from Velvet Underground - Chronicles (2005)
Well, I'm beginning to see the light.
Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Some people work very hard, but still they never get it right. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. I wanna tell all you people, now. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Wine in the mornin', and some breakfast at night. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, playing the fool again. Here we go again, acting hard again. All right! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! I wanna tell you, ooh-oh-oh! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! It comes very softly now. I wore my teeth in my hands so I could miss the hell of a night. Hey! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light, now! It comes softer! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. I met myself in a dream, and I just want to tell you, Everything was alright. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here comes two of you. Which one will you choose? One is black and one is blue, Don't know just, what to do. Alright! Well, I'm beginning to see the light, oh, now, here she comes! Hey, yeah, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! Oh-ahhhh! Some people work very hard, But still they never get it right. Well, I'm begiing to see the light. Ah, it's getting a little softer, maybe, in there. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Ah, it's coming around again, Hey, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. One more time. There are problems in these times, But, woo!, none of them are mine! Oh, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. How does it feel, to be loved? How does it feel, to be loved? |
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from The Velvet Underground - Rock Legends (2007)
Well, I'm beginning to see the light.
Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Some people work very hard, but still they never get it right. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. I wanna tell all you people, now. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Wine in the mornin', and some breakfast at night. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, playing the fool again. Here we go again, acting hard again. All right! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! I wanna tell you, ooh-oh-oh! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! It comes very softly now. I wore my teeth in my hands so I could miss the hell of a night. Hey! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light, now! It comes softer! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. I met myself in a dream, and I just want to tell you, Everything was alright. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here comes two of you. Which one will you choose? One is black and one is blue, Don't know just, what to do. Alright! Well, I'm beginning to see the light, oh, now, here she comes! Hey, yeah, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! Oh-ahhhh! Some people work very hard, But still they never get it right. Well, I'm begiing to see the light. Ah, it's getting a little softer, maybe, in there. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Ah, it's coming around again, Hey, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. One more time. There are problems in these times, But, woo!, none of them are mine! Oh, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. How does it feel, to be loved? How does it feel, to be loved? |
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from The Velvet Underground - Universal Masters Collection (2010)
Well, I'm beginning to see the light.
Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Some people work very hard, but still they never get it right. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. I wanna tell all you people, now. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Wine in the mornin', and some breakfast at night. Well, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, playing the fool again. Here we go again, acting hard again. All right! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! I wanna tell you, ooh-oh-oh! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! It comes very softly now. I wore my teeth in my hands so I could miss the hell of a night. Hey! Well, I'm beginning to see the light! Now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light, now! It comes softer! Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. I met myself in a dream, and I just want to tell you, Everything was alright. Hey, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here comes two of you. Which one will you choose? One is black and one is blue, Don't know just, what to do. Alright! Well, I'm beginning to see the light, oh, now, here she comes! Hey, yeah, baby, I'm beginning to see the light! Oh-ahhhh! Some people work very hard, But still they never get it right. Well, I'm begiing to see the light. Ah, it's getting a little softer, maybe, in there. Now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Ah, it's coming around again, Hey, now, now, now, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. One more time. There are problems in these times, But, woo!, none of them are mine! Oh, baby, I'm beginning to see the light. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. Here we go again, I thought that you were my friend. How does it feel, to be loved? How does it feel, to be loved? |
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from John Cale - Hobosapiens (2003) | |||||
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from John Cale - Stainless Gamelan: Inside The Dream Syndicate Vol. III (2007) | |||||
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from John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)
When I stand, my back to the sea
A big white cloud, looking right down on me Sound of sun, missing my eyes Everything's clear, everything's bright Big white cloud, big white cloud Big white cloud on me Big white cloud, big white cloud Big white cloud on me. Time to kill on the hill Looking at bees, licking the trees Looking for signs .................... Oh how I love you, Yes how I love you Oh how I love you so. Oh how I love you, Yes how I love you Oh how I love you so. After all is said and done Everything, is just like it began Days that came, years again Came in here once again Oh how I love you, Yes how I love you Oh how I love you so. Oh how I love you, Yes how I love you Oh how I love you so. |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
The myriad choices of his fate
Set themselves out upon a plate For him to choose What had he to lose Not a ghost bloodied country All covered with sleep Where the black angel did weep Not an old city street in the east Gone to choose And wandering's brother Walked on through the night With his hair in his face On a long splintered cut from the knife of G.T. The rally man's patter ran on through the dawn Until we said so long To his skull-shrill yell Shining brightly red-rimmed and Red-lined with the time Infused with the choice of the mind On ice skates scraping chunks From the bells Cut mouth bleeding razor's Forgetting the pain Antiseptic remains cool goodbye So you fly To the cozy brown snow of the east Gone to choose, choose again Sacrificials remains make it hard to forget Where you come from The stools of your eyes Serve to realize fame, choose again And roverman's refrain of the sacrilege recluse For the loss of a horse Went the bowels and a tail of a rat Come again, choose to go And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to shame Have your head bobbed and weaved Choose a side to be on If the stone glances off Split didactics in two Leave the colors of the mouse trails Don't scream, try between If you choose, if you choose, try to lose For the loss of remain come and start Start the game I che che che che I Che che ka tak koh Choose to choose Choose to choose, choose to go |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012) | |||||
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from John Cale - Artifial Intelligence (2000) | |||||
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from John Cale - The Academy In Peril (2007) | |||||
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from John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)
Everybody's praying for the rains to come
And the snow is gonna fall, down on me Lost up in the desert with a gun in my hand And the locust gonna come to find me. Started long ago, in my paper cup saloon And the back-room boys still carrying that same old tune We've just one bottle left, standing on the shelf I'd better bring it on up, I'd better bring it on up Time to get the wagon, and in the back of the car With the sherriff and me, singing out of key Sooner then than later, I was up behind bars With that empty bowl laughing right at me Started long ago, in my paper cup saloon And the back-room boys still carrying that same old tune Just one bottle left, standing on the shelf I'd better bring it on up, I'd better bring it on up |
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from John Cale - Black Acetate (2005)
I write reams of this shit every day,
I'm not the only one either! Where the hype comin' from Brotherman Brotherman Where the hype comin' from Brotherman Brotherman Sitting in the courtyard with Uncle Sam Uncle Sam Uncle Sam Uncle Sam Where the heat comin' from Brotherman Brotherman Uncle Sam Here in the courtyard with Uncle Sam Uncle Sam Uncle Sam You're just feeling some of the magic But you're feelin' it This is just some of the magic I write reams of this shit every day But you're feelin' it Where's the heat coming from Brotherman Brotherman Uncle Sam Uncle Sam Very uncomfortable… but you're feelin' it Very uncomfortable… but you're feelin' it Where the hype coming from Brotherman Brotherman Out there in the courtyard with Uncle Sam Where the heat coming from Brotherman Brotherman An' is it gonna get me It's just part of the magic Very uncomfortable…but you're feeling it Very uncomfortable…but you're feeling it I write reams of this shit every day Is it gonna get me Is it gonna get me When is it gonna get me |
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
When Abilene was young and gay And thunder storms filled up the day The cattle roamed outside the town Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Then tracks were lain across the plain By broken old men in torrid rains The towns grew up and the people were still Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun We all joined in and all joined hands All joined in to help run this land Then soldiers came, long long ago Rode through the town and rode down those who were Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Gold came and went, quickly spent And the people broke down and often drowned In the wealth and pain of old Abilene Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun |
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from I Shot Andy Warhol (나는 앤디 워홀을 쐈다) by John Cale [ost] (1996) | |||||
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from John Cale - Fragments Of A Rainy Season (2000) | |||||
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
Traffic moving slowly Monday morning
Money talks, people hoping Cable Hogue where've you been Cable Hogue where've you been Something inside me tells me you won't show I know you're carrying heat What for God only knows Cable why'd you leave me Cable Hogue where've you been I just wanted to say goodbye So much to say goodbye Wanted to say goodbye to all my friends in case I die Need to go to Georgia, got a bank to blow Living ain't easy, but it's much harder when it's slow Cable wish you were with me now Cable Hogue where've you been You know they're looking for you down south And all you've got to do is go down there And open your big fat mouth Cable you can't leave me here like this Cable please... |
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from John Cale - An Introduction To John Cale (2001)
Traffic moving slowly Monday morning
Money talks, people hoping Cable Hogue where've you been Cable Hogue where've you been Something inside me tells me you won't show I know you're carrying heat What for God only knows Cable why'd you leave me Cable Hogue where've you been I just wanted to say goodbye So much to say goodbye Wanted to say goodbye to all my friends in case I die Need to go to Georgia, got a bank to blow Living ain't easy, but it's much harder when it's slow Cable wish you were with me now Cable Hogue where've you been You know they're looking for you down south And all you've got to do is go down there And open your big fat mouth Cable you can't leave me here like this Cable please... |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground (1996)
Candy says I've come to hate my body
and all that it requires in this world Candy says I'd like to know completely what others so discretely talk about Candy says I hate the quiet places that cause the smallest taste of what will be Candy says I hate the big decisions that cause endless revisions in my mind I'm gonna watch the blue birds fly over my shoulder I'm gonna watch them pass me by Maybe when I'm older What do you think I'd see If I could walk away from me |
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from Velvet Underground - Chronicles (2005)
Candy says I've come to hate my body
and all that it requires in this world Candy says I'd like to know completely what others so discretely talk about Candy says I hate the quiet places that cause the smallest taste of what will be Candy says I hate the big decisions that cause endless revisions in my mind I'm gonna watch the blue birds fly over my shoulder I'm gonna watch them pass me by Maybe when I'm older What do you think I'd see If I could walk away from me |
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from A Million Little Pieces (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack) (어 밀리언 리틀 피시즈) [ost] (2019) | |||||
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from John Cale - Hobosapiens (2003)
I'm slipping away from planet earth
Hand in my pocket full of dirt Shaking all over Shaking all over with the funny stuff Climbing the fens in the Norfolk Broad Waiting for Godot and Niagara Falls Mustn't be late for the caravan Mustn't be early for the garbage man I give you a host of reasons to go You come back marked address unknown Sandwiched between a question of honour In the quiet mark of a medicine man You're sitting alone at the traffic light The pain is real you're ghostly white |
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from John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)
The manager is waiting to be paid
Along with priests and deacons of his court A quartermaster, quite a man, a mistress of the line Has found a last cent avenue of pain A Mardi Gras just passed this way a while ago Making hungry people of us all Along the Mississippi you can hear the fiddlers play Fandangos and boleros to the lord Many times, many tried, Simple stories are the best Keep in mind, the wishful kind, Don't wanna be like all the rest. My uncle was a vicar in the big parade Selling fountain pens that never write San Sebastian gamblers never cheat nor lie They know good fences make good neighbours I wish I knew what time of year it was What kind of people will be there When gruesome tales of two cities ran Running all the way Father might have heard his prayers were answered Inhibitions all the way from home Consider now, consider then before the deed is done The blood of consolation runs so true Many times, many tried, Simple stories are the best Keep in mind, the wishful kind, Don't wanna be like all the rest. |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969) | |||||
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from John Cale - Paris 1919 (2006)
With mistletoe and candle green
To Halloween we go Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship Lent comedy to shame The cattle graze bolt uprightly Seducing down the door To saddle swords and meeting place We have no place to go Then wearily the footsteps worked The hallelujah crowds Too late but wait the long-legged bait Tripped uselessly around Sebastopol Adrianapolis The prayers of all combined Tear down the flags of ownership The walls are falling down A belt to hold Columbus too, perimeters of nails Perceived the Mamma's golden touch Good neighbours were we all |
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from John Cale - Paris 1919 (2006)
With mistletoe and candle green
To Halloween we go Ten murdered oranges bled on board ship Lent comedy to shame The cattle graze bolt uprightly Seducing down the door To saddle swords and meeting place We have no place to go Then wearily the footsteps worked The hallelujah crowds Too late but wait the long-legged bait Tripped uselessly around Sebastopol Adrianapolis The prayers of all combined Tear down the flags of ownership The walls are falling down A belt to hold Columbus too, perimeters of nails Perceived the Mamma's golden touch Good neighbours were we all |
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
Seems like you're always dreaming
Your mind is wandering far away Thinking 'bout your boy in China A junkie on the China Sea Oh your mother told me so You're gonna be all right Don't let your heart get broken You know how much he loved to sail Remember how you heard that steamer whistle blowing Made him cry all day Oh mama, she done told me so You're gonna be all right Oooh I can hear that whistle I can hear it blowing I can hear that whistle I can hear it blowing (repeat to fade) |
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from John Cale - Fragments Of A Rainy Season (2000)
She was a princess, much lower than people thought
A master of nothing a mistress of something she thought She could talk about things that never mattered ever From one person's miserable life after another She could talk to the French and Germans at will They'd never listen ..they never will The chinese envoy was here, the chinese envoy was here but left The chinese envoy was here but left in his broken hearted pagoda Calling out her name you'd be surprised at what came Galloping out of the darkness just like furniture We'd have lost it all if it hadn't been for Cardinal Richelieu And all his courtiers The chinese envoy was here, the chinese envoy was here but left The chinese envoy was here but left in his broken hearted pagoda. |
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from John Cale - Artifial Intelligence (2000) | |||||
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from John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)
Cleo, Cleo, won't you come around and play girl
Cleo, Cleo, won't you come around and stay girl You can find the lines to say, if you try Someone else has just confessed To drinking up all your wine. Cleo, Cleo, there's a way for you to find out How you should say, what you think is the way out Will you, won't you, will you see me through Maybe you could help me find a thing or two about you. Cleo, Cleo, now's the time for you to tell me If you, want to, you can leave it up to me girl After you have told me what you wanna do I could tell you, that I loved you, if I thought that it would be true. Cleo, Cleo, Oh Cleo I want you, me oh my. Oh Cleo I want you, me oh my. |
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from Velvet Underground - Another VIew (1986) | |||||
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Cool It Down
Somebody took the papers And somebody's got the key And somebody nailed the door shut That says hey what you think that you see But me l'm down around the corner You know I'm lookin' for Miss Linda Lee Because she's got the power to love me by the hour Gives me double you L-O-V-E Hey baby if you want it so fast Don't you know that it ain't gonna last Of course you know it makes no difference to me Somebody's got the time time Somebody's got the right All of the other people Tryin' to use up the night But now me l'm out on the corner You know I'm lookin' for Miss Linda Lee Because she's got the power to love me by the hour Gives me double you L-O-V-E Ooh if you want it so fast Don't you know honey you can get it so fast But of course you know it makes no difference to me Oh oh oh you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down Oh hey if you want it so fast Now lookie baby don't you want it to last But of course you know that it makes no difference to me Oh you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down |
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from Velvet Underground - Loaded (1998)
Cool It Down
Somebody took the papers And somebody's got the key And somebody nailed the door shut That says hey what you think that you see But me l'm down around the corner You know I'm lookin' for Miss Linda Lee Because she's got the power to love me by the hour Gives me double you L-O-V-E Hey baby if you want it so fast Don't you know that it ain't gonna last Of course you know it makes no difference to me Somebody's got the time time Somebody's got the right All of the other people Tryin' to use up the night But now me l'm out on the corner You know I'm lookin' for Miss Linda Lee Because she's got the power to love me by the hour Gives me double you L-O-V-E Ooh if you want it so fast Don't you know honey you can get it so fast But of course you know it makes no difference to me Oh oh oh you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down Oh hey if you want it so fast Now lookie baby don't you want it to last But of course you know that it makes no difference to me Oh you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down You know you'd better cool it down |
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
When the wind blows through the trees
You can feel the summer breeze Deep in a coral moon Deep in a coral moon Skies are broken, clear and bright Crazy sunsets, lonely nights You in a coral moon Deep in a coral moon Yes, it's different, different now And you can see it, feel it anyhow Deep in a coral moon Deep in a coral moon Deep in a coral moon You in a coral moon (repeat to fade) |
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from John Cale - Walking On Locusts (1998)
Rolling through the Mardi Gras
Madman on the loose That's where I met Egypt selling Antiques from a caboose She's not giving discounts or anything away What do you say? What have you got? What do you say? What have you got? In risky stock adventures, the back end might be sweet Microsoft is nothing, your money's safe with me I made a decent offer, you stared off into space You countered my proposal by laughing in my face. What do you say? What do you say? What do you say? I jump into the river, dance on burning coals, wrestle alligators or sleep out in the cold What do you say? You say I'm crazy, Egypt? (Crazy! Crazy!) What do you say? Who, me? I'm crazy, Egypt? (Crazy! Crazy!) Santa's in the garden, the sharks are in the hall Juke's playing Dixie Cups greatest hits, aw What do you mean? C'mon now. What do you mean? I'll sell you down the river on the dotted line A reasonable assumption: even losers win sometime Empty out your pockets, chase your tail Creep down the escalade or to Elysian fields What do I think? I think you're crazy, Egypt. (Crazy!) What do I say? I say what I think: you're crazy, Egypt! (Crazy! Crazy!) Me, I'm walking out of here, emptying the till I'm calling up your lawyers and giving you the bill That's what I think. That's what I think. I think you've got trouble, Egypt! (Trouble!) (Crazy! Crazy!) The yankee on Canal St. doesn't know which side he's on You buy me the election, I'll sell you Japan From an Algiers motel window to a debutante's affair You've got everything you wanted and you're still crazy, Egypt! (Crazy!) You've got everything you wanted and you're still crazy, Egypt! (Crazy!) You've got everything, everything you wanted and you're still crazy, Egypt! (Crazy! Crazy! Aah!) |
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from John Cale - Walking On Locusts (1998)
Driving out on Ponchatrain Louisiana mud
Cleaning off the insects to get a little light You're confined to Dallas and I think you're right To find other solutions maybe not but I might I might be looking at trouble again fighting above my weight But when things look so easy you want to be careful in case Close as I am to you I'm closer to Gila Bend I'll call you in the morning and tell you where to send The last thing we talked about after you had left that message on my party line That you were miles ahead To set you up instead But I might be looking at trouble again fighting above my weight But when things look so easy you want to be careful in case Dancing Undercover of a Mariachi moon When the clouds passed over us We'll be out of here soon Thanks for thinking of me and thanks for the flowers Deadly nightshade is beautiful I could stare at them for hours I crossed the border this morning you come across tonight You lost the map of Mexico that wasn't very bright I could be looking at trouble again fighting above my weight But when things look so easy you want to be careful in case Dancing Undercover of a Mariachi moon When the clouds passed over us Dancing dancing dancing We'll be out of here soon |
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
Woke up early this morning Something wrong inside my head Took a look around for breakfast First thing I see is youre not there So where were you, where were you? Where were you, when I needed you? Where were you, where were you? When I needed you to see me through? Oh something wrong, now whats gone wrong here Looked in the mirror, broken white Lucky to be alive and kicking Kicking a lot of life around here But where were you, where were you? Yeah, where were you when I needed you? Where were you, where were you? When I needed you to see me through? Ah, cause darling darling I need you Yeah, darling darling I do Darling darling I need you Yes you know I do - 간 주 중 - Shefton brought me the message Said you got out at galveston Church of christ jesus, kentucky Rattlesnakes and strychnine and prayer So, where were you, where were you? Yeah, where were you when I needed you? Where were you, where were you? When I needed you to see me through Oh darling darling I need you cause darling darling I do Oh, darling darling I need you Yes you know I do Oh darling darling I need you cause darling darling I do Oh, darling darling I need you Oh, yeah yeah yeah you know I do |
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from John Cale - Fragments Of A Rainy Season (2000)
Woke up early this morning
Something wrong inside my head Took a look around for breakfast First thing I see is you're not there Oh where were you, where were you? where were you when I needed you? where were you, where were you? when I needed you to see me through? Oh something wrong, now what's gone wrong here Looked in the mirror, broken white Lucky to be alive and kicking Kicking a lot of life around here But where were you, where were you? where were you when I needed you? Where were you, where were you? When I needed you to see me through? Ah, darling darling darling I need you Darling darling darling I do Darling darling darling I need you Yes you know I do Shefton brought me the message Said you got out at galveston Church of christ jesus, kentucky Rattlesnakes and strychnine and prayer Oh, where were you, where were you? where were you when I needed you? Where were you, where were you? When I needed you to see me through Oh darling darling darling I need you Darling darling darling I do Darling darling darling I need you Yes you know I do |
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from Lady Bird (레이디 버드) by Jon Brion [ost] (2018) | |||||
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from I Shot Andy Warhol (나는 앤디 워홀을 쐈다) by John Cale [ost] (1996)
When she sleeps she shuts out the eyesights of you
When you call her name she trembles at what you might do Daytime- save her and she might give in Nighttime- demons who know you can't win Sleeping demons They lurk but they don't make a sound But you won't get up even when they're not around Daytime- brings out the promise within Nighttime- demons who know you can't win Daytime- brings out the promise within Nighttime- demons who know you can't win Daytime- brings out the promise within Demons who know you can't win |
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
Well it's too damn early and your eyes are bleeding From the vicious bottle the night before And the last thing you need is a nicety-nice And small talk crawls out your ears Maybe it makes you feel just like an undercover Sigmund Freud I hear it makes you feel just like an undercover Sigmund Freud Hey there, hey now, hey there, hey now Well you can make a pacemaker blink, yeah, easy thing Make a man's heart go bibbity-bom bippity-bom bippity-bom Like a gentle drum And knowing you it ain't ever done So go on, go on, go on, darling, go on Yeah go on, go on darling, go on, go on Yeah, the secretaries and typewriters chattering away Chatter-chatter-chatter-chatter chatter-chatter-chatter, chatter away It ought to make you sick when you hear a woman cry When she don't get just whatever she wants But not my woman, she just keeps on keeping on, That's my woman, my woman That moving on shuffle side to side That sure can turn me on Dirty ass rock'n'roll Dirty ass rock'n'roll Dirty ass rock'n'roll Dirty ass rock'n'roll Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now And the beach is a thing and the bees don't sting Like complaining from a downtown whore I got my plasma patches and my hypodermic in hermetically sealed kid gloves Yeah tell me Tell me tell me tell me tell me Tell me Tell me tell me tell me tell me Dirty ass rock'n'roll Dirty ass rock'n'roll Dirty ass rock'n'roll Dirty ass rock'n'roll |
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from John Cale - Fragments Of A Rainy Season (2000)
Words: Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. |
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from John Cale - Words For The Dying (2006) | |||||
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from I Shot Andy Warhol (나는 앤디 워홀을 쐈다) by John Cale [ost] (1996)
Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart How the music can free her, whenever it starts And it's magic, if the music is groovy It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie I'll tell you about the magic, and it'll free your soul but it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll If you believe in magic don't bother to choose If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues Just go and listen it'll start with a smile It won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find how you got there, so just blow your mind If you believe in magic, come along with me. We'll dance until morning 'til there's just you and me And maybe, if the music is right I'll meet you tomorrow, sort of late at night And we'll go dancing, baby, then you'll see how the magic's in the music and the music's in me yeah. Do you believe in magic Yeah, believe in the magic of a young girl's soul. Believe in the magic of rock and roll. Believe in the magic that can set you free. Ohh, talking 'bout magic. Do you believe (like I) believe Do you believe in magic Do you believe (like I) believe Do you believe, believer Do you believe (like I) believe Do you believe in magic |
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from John Cale - Fragments Of A Rainy Season (2000)
I've been chasing ghosts and I don't like it
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line I'd lay down my sword if you would take it And tell everyone back home I'm doing fine I was with you down in Acapulco Trading clothing for some wine Smelling like an old adobe woman Or a William Burroughs playing for lost time I was thinking about my mother I was thinking about what's mine I was living my life like a Hollywood But I was dying on the vine Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter The troops, the celebrations in the sun The authorities say my papers are all in order And if I wasn't such a coward I would run I'll see you me when all the shooting's over Meet me on the other side of town Yes, you can bring all your friends along for protection It's always nice to have them hanging around I was thinking about my mother I was thinking about what's mine I was living my life like a Hollywood But I was dying, dying on the vine |
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from John Cale - Artifial Intelligence (2000)
I've been chasing ghosts and I don't like it
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line I'd lay down my sword if you would take it And tell everyone back home I'm doing fine I was with you down in Acapulco Trading clothing for some wine Smelling like an old adobe woman Or a William Burroughs playing for lost time I was thinking about my mother I was thinking about what's mine I was living my life like a Hollywood But I was dying on the vine Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter The troops, the celebrations in the sun The authorities say my papers are all in order And if I wasn't such a coward I would run I'll see you me when all the shooting's over Meet me on the other side of town Yes, you can bring all your friends along for protection It's always nice to have them hanging around I was thinking about my mother I was thinking about what's mine I was living my life like a Hollywood But I was dying, dying on the vine |
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from John Cale - An Introduction To John Cale (2001)
I've been chasing ghosts and I don't like it
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line I'd lay down my sword if you would take it And tell everyone back home I'm doing fine I was with you down in Acapulco Trading clothing for some wine Smelling like an old adobe woman Or a William Burroughs playing for lost time I was thinking about my mother I was thinking about what's mine I was living my life like a Hollywood But I was dying on the vine Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter The troops, the celebrations in the sun The authorities say my papers are all in order And if I wasn't such a coward I would run I'll see you me when all the shooting's over Meet me on the other side of town Yes, you can bring all your friends along for protection It's always nice to have them hanging around I was thinking about my mother I was thinking about what's mine I was living my life like a Hollywood But I was dying, dying on the vine |
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from John Cale - Eat/ Kiss/ Music For The Films Of Andy Warhol (2006) | |||||
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from John Cale - Eat/ Kiss/ Music For The Films Of Andy Warhol (2006) | |||||
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from John Cale - Eat/ Kiss/ Music For The Films Of Andy Warhol (2006) | |||||
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from John Cale - Eat/ Kiss/ Music For The Films Of Andy Warhol (2006) | |||||
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
Oh Emily, I'd love to be Down by the sea with you Having tea with you Walking hand in hand On the shifting sands Maybe we'll love again Maybe we'll love again Soon the time will come When we must say Goodbye my dear dear friend Till we meet again Though I'm far away I'll still hear you say Maybe we'll love again Maybe we'll love again Hold my hand On the sand And say once more Like before Maybe we'll love again Maybe we'll love again Maybe we'll love again |
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
Someone is always telling me
"You're just a loser" But I don't pay them too much attention So I go about my own way I got portraits, stories, paintings, lovers and things I got something locked up inside me Wanna find out what it is Wanna find out what that something is that's driving me out of my mind What's that burning Ah, what's that burning Burning, burning in my blood What's that burning, burning in my head Burning, burning, burning in my head Burn, burn, burn, burn Engine Engine Engine Engine... |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
You killed your European son
You spit on those under twenty-one But now your blue car's gone You better say so long Hey hey, bye bye bye You made your wallpapers green You want to make love to the scene Your European son is gone You'd better say so long Your clown's bid you goodbye |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
European Son
You killed your European son You spit on those under twenty-one But now your blue car's gone You better say so long Hey hey, bye bye bye You made your wallpapers green You want to make love to the scene Your European son is gone You'd better say so long Your clown's bid you goodbye |
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from The Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico [Original Album (Rarities Edition)] (2012)
You killed your European son
You spit on those under twenty-one But now your blue car's gone You better say so long Hey hey, bye bye bye You made your wallpapers green You want to make love to the scene Your European son is gone You'd better say so long Your clouds drifting goodbye |
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from John Cale - Artifial Intelligence (2000) | |||||
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from Lou Reed / John Cale - Songs For Drella (1990)
Faces and names, I wish they were the same
Faces and names only cause trouble for me Faces and names If we all looked the same and we all had the same name I wouldn't be jealous of you or you jealous of me Faces and names I always fall in love with someone who looks The way I wish that I could be I'm always staring at someone who hurts And the one they hurt is me Faces and names, to me they're all the same If I looked like you and you looked like me There'd be less trouble you see Faces and names I wish they'd go away I'd disappear into that wall and never talk Faces and names I wish I was a robot or a machine Without a feeling or a thought People who want to meet the name I have Are always disappointed when they meet me Faces and names, I wish they were the same Faces and names only cause problems for me Faces and names I'd rather be a hole in the wall - looking out on the other side I'd rather look and listen, listen and not talk To faces and names I had a breakdown when I was a kid I lost my hair when I was young If you dress older when you're not, as your really age you look the same If we all looked the same, we wouldn't play these games Me dressing for you and you dressing for me - undressing for me Faces and names if they all were the same You wouldn't be jealous of me o me jealous of you Me jealous of you - I'm jealous of you Your face and your name Your face and your name Faces and names |
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from John Cale - Artifial Intelligence (2000)
Well they say that every dog has his day
But puppy love was never really my way Hear your voice - am I asleep or awake? Since you're gone Love that's here today - fade away tomorrow Love that's here today - fade away tomorrow Where to go? should I just stay here or run? If I'd wings I'd aim them straight for the sun Who to call? or should I just take a walk Little words add up to small talk Love that's here today - fade away tomorrow Love that's here today - fade away tomorrow Love is fickle, love is true You can count on memories They linger on, love never stays Here she comes full of white light and heat With a walk that'd stop the cars in the street Love that's here today - fade away tomorrow Love that's here today - fade away tomorrow |
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from John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)
Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road Board boy, board boy, what have you been told
Do you wear your jeans of blue? Oh that way is paved with gold Board boy, board boy what have you been sold Yes boy, no boy, you don't have to use your head It's alright boy, you can use your feet instead You don't have to worry about the French emissary You don't have to dread Board boy, board boy, just listen to what I have said You can ask my poor old fairweather friend If the hills are hard to find If the misty mountain tops of May That'll make us change their minds. Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road Board boy, board boy, what have you been told. You can smell the means by which your secret signs do unfold Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road. |
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from John Cale - Vintage Violence (1970)
Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road Board boy, board boy, what have you been told
Do you wear your jeans of blue? Oh that way is paved with gold Board boy, board boy what have you been sold Yes boy, no boy, you don't have to use your head It's alright boy, you can use your feet instead You don't have to worry about the French emissary You don't have to dread Board boy, board boy, just listen to what I have said You can ask my poor old fairweather friend If the hills are hard to find If the misty mountain tops of May That'll make us change their minds. Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road Board boy, board boy, what have you been told. You can smell the means by which your secret signs do unfold Board boy, board boy, rolling down the road. |
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from John Cale - Fragments Of A Rainy Season (2000) | |||||
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from John Cale - The Island Years (2000)
Standing waiting for a man to show
Wide eyed one eye fixed on the door This waiting's killing me, it's wearing me down Day in day out, my feet are burning holes in the ground Darkness warmer than a bedroom floor Want someone to hold me close forever more I'm a sleeping dog, but you can't tell When I'm on the prowl you'ld better run like hell You know it makes sense, don't even think about it Life and death are just things you do when you're bored Say fear's a man's best friend You add it up it brings you down Home is living like a man on the run Trails leading nowhere, where to my son? We're already dead, just not yet in the ground Take my helping hand I'll show you around You know it makes sense, don't even think about it Life and death are just things you do when you're bored Say fear's a man's best friend You add it up it brings you down |
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from Lou Reed - Rock And Roll Diary (1980)
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks You're put down in her book You're number 37, have a look She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, she's from the street Before you start, you're already beat She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks |
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from Velvet Underground - The Velvet Underground & Nico (1969)
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into her false colored eyes She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks You're put down in her book You're number 37, have a look She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown Little boy, she's from the street Before you start, you're already beat She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true 'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale) The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale) She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale) See the way she walks Hear the way she talks |