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from Moulin Rouge (물랑 루즈) by Craig Armstrong [ost] (2001)
La lune trop bleme pose
un diademe sur tes cheveux roux La lune trop rousse de gloire eclabousse ton jupon plein d'trous La lune trop pale caresse l'opale de tes yeux blases Princesse de la rue soit la bienvenue dans mon coeur brise * The stairways up to la butte Can make the wreched sigh While windmill wings of the moulin shelter you and I [Les escaliers de la butte sont durs aux misereux Les ailes du moulin protegent les amoureux] Petite mandigotte je sens ta menotte qui cherche ma main Je sens ta poitrine et ta taille fine J'oublie mon chagrin Je sens sur tes levres une odeur de fievre de gosse mal nourri Et sous ta caresse je sens une ivresse qui m'aneantit * Repeat [Les escaliers de la butte sont durs aux misereux Les ailes du moulin protegent les amoureux] Et voila qu'elle trotte la lune qui flotte, la princesse aussi La da da da da da da da da da Mes reves epanouis Les escaliers de la butte sont durs aux misereux Les ailes du moulin protegent les amoureux |
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from Shrek (슈렉) [ost] (2001)
I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the lord but you don't really care for music do you Well it goes like this the fourth the fifth the minor fall and the major lift the baffled king composing hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Well your faith was strong but you needed proof you saw her bathing on the roof her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you she tied you to a kitchen chair she broke your throne and she cut your hair and from your lips she drew the hallelujah. Hallelujah,hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Baby I've been here before I've seen this room and I've walked this floor You know, I used to live alone before I knew you And I've seen your flag on the marble arch and love is not a victory march it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah Hallelujah,hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Well there was a time when you let me know what's really going on below but now you never show that to me do you but remember when I moved in you and the holy dove was moving too and every breath we drew was hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Well maybe there's a god above but all I've ever learned from love was how to shoot someone who outdrew you And it's not a cry that you hear at night it's not somebody who's seen the light it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah |
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from I Am Sam (아이 엠 샘) [ost] (2002)
Words are flowing out like
endless rain into a paper cup, They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe. Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my open mind, Possessing and caressing me. Jai guru deva om. Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world. Images of broken light which dance before me like a million eyes, Thay call me on and on across the universe. Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box, They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe. Jai guru deva om. Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world. Sounds of laughter shades of love are ringing through my open ears,Inciting and inviting me. Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns, It calls me on and on across the universe. Jai guru deva om. Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world, Nothing's gonna change my world. Jai guru deva om, Jai guru deva om, Jai guru deva om. |
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from Zoolander (쥬랜더) by David Arnold [omnibus, ost] (2001)
The road is long
With many a winding turn That leads us to who knows where Who knows when But I'm strong Strong enough to carry him He ain't heavy, he's my brother. So on we go His welfare is of my concern No burden is he to bear We'll get there For I know He would not encumber me He ain't heavy, he's my brother If I'm laden at all I'm laden with sadness That everyone's heart Isn't filled with the gladness Of love for one another. It's a long, long road From which there is no return While we're on the way to there Why not share And the load Doesn't weigh me down at all He ain't heavy, he's my brother. He's my brother He ain't heavy, he's my brother. |
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from Bridget Jones 2 (브리짓 존스의 일기 2) [ost] (2004)
I eat dinner at the kitchen table
By the light that switches on I eat leftovers with mashed potatoes No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the hunger's gone I eat dinner at the kitchen table And I wash it down with pop I eat leftovers with mashed potatoes No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the hunger stops Never thought that I'd end up this way I who loved the sparks Never thought my hair'd be turning to gray It used to be so dark, so dark No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the hunger's gone No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the hunger's gone When the hunger's gone Never thought that I'd end up like this I who loved the night Never thought I'd be without a kiss No one to turn off the light Turn off the light I eat dinner at the kitchen table By the light of the TV screen I eat leftovers with mashed potatoes No more candlelight, no more romance, no more small talk When the plate is clean When the hunger's gone, when the hunger's gone - |
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from Shrek + Shrek 2 (슈렉 1 + 슈렉 2) [box, ost] (2005)
I've heard there was
A secret chord That David played, and It pleased the Lord But you don't really care For music, do you? It goes like this: The fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king Composing Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Your faith was strong But you needed proof You saw her bathing On the roof Her beauty and the Moonlight overthrew you She tied you to a kitchen chair She broke your throne And she cut your hair And from your lips She drew the Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Maybe I've been here before I know this room I've walked this floor I used to live alone Before I knew you I've seen your flag On the marble arch Love is not a victory march It's a cold and It's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah There was a time You let me know What's really going on below But now you never show It to me, do you? I remember when I moved in, you Your holy dark Was moving too And every breath we drew Was Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Maybe there's a God above And all I ever Learned from love Was how to shoot At someone Who outdrew you It's not a cry You can hear at night It's not somebody Who's seen the light It's a cold and It's a broken Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
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from The Aviator (에비에이터) by Howard Shore [ost] (2005) | |||||
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from Brokeback Mountain Soundtrack (2006)
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let...fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but..two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. I know every engineer on every train All of their children, and all of their names And every handout in every town And every lock that ain't locked When no one's around. I sing, Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. Third boxcar, midnight train Destination...Portland, Maine. Old worn out suits and shoes, I don't pay no union dues, I smoke old stogies I have found Short, but not too big around I'm a man of means by no means King of the road. Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let, fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room I'm a man of means by no means King of the road... |
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from Brokeback Mountain Soundtrack (2006)
One more chain I break
to get me closer to you One more chain does the maker make to keep me from bustin' through One more notch I scratch to keep me thinkin' of you One more notch does the maker make upon my face so blue Get along little doggies, get along little doggies One more smile I fake, 'n try my best to be glad One more smile does the maker make, because he knows I'm sad Oh Lord, how I know, Oh Lord, how I see, that only can the maker make a happy man of me Get along little doggies, get along little doggies, get along - |
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from I'M Your Man (아임 유어 맨) by Leonard Cohen [ost] (1988)
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows the war is over Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixed The poor stay poor, the rich get rich That's how it goes, everybody knows Everybody knows that the boat is leaking Everybody knows that the captain lied Everybody got this broken feeling Like their father or their dog just died Everybody talking to their pockets Everybody wants a box of chocolates And a long stem rose, everybody knows Everybody knows that you love me, baby Everybody knows that you really do Everybody knows that you've been faithful Ah, give or take a night or two Everybody knows you've been discreet But there were so many people you just had to meet Without your clothes and everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, everybody knows And everybody knows that it's now or never Everybody knows that it's me or you And everybody knows that you live forever Ah, when you've done a line or two Everybody knows the deal is rotten Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton For your ribbons and bows and everybody knows And everybody knows that the plague is coming Everybody knows that it's moving fast Everybody knows that the naked man and woman Are just a shining artifact of the past Everybody knows the scene is dead But there's gonna be a meter on your bed That will disclose what everybody knows And everybody knows that you're in trouble Everybody knows what you've been through From the bloody cross on top of Calvary To the beach of Malibu Everybody knows it's coming apart Take one last look at this sacred heart Before it blows and everybody knows And everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, oh, everybody knows Everybody knows, everybody knows That's how it goes, everybody knows Everybody knows |
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from I'M Your Man (아임 유어 맨) by Leonard Cohen [ost] (1988) | |||||
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from Meet The Robinsons (로빈슨 가족) by Danny Elfman [ost] (2007)
Hello, I got something to tell you
But it's crazy, I got something to show you So give me just one more chance, one more glance And I will make of you another believer Guess what? You got more than you bargained Ain't it crazy? You got more than you paid for So give me just one more chance, one more glance One more hand to hold You've been on my mind, though it may seem I'm fooling Wasting so much time, though it may seem I'm fooling What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do about it? Another believer So then, that is all for the moment Until next time, until then, do not worry And give me just one more chance, one more glance And I will make of you, yeah I'm gonna make of you another believer You've been on my mind, though it may seem I'm fooling Wasting so much time, thought it may seem I'm fooling What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do about it? Hello, I got something to tell you, ooh, another believer Hello, I got something to show you, ooh, another believer You've been on my mind, seem I'm fooling Wasting so much time, one more time You've been on my mind, though it may seem I'm fooling Wasting so much time, though it may seem I'm fooling |
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from Meet The Robinsons (로빈슨 가족) by Danny Elfman [ost] (2007) | |||||
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Do I disappoint you, in just being human?
And not one of the elements, that you can light your cigar on Why does it always have to be fire? Why does it always have to be brimstone? Desire Cool this body down Do I disappoint you, in just being lonely? And not one of the elements that you can call your one and only Why does it always have to be water? Why does it always have to be holy wine? Destruction Of all mankind And do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you in just being like you? Tired of being the reason the road has a shoulder And it could be argued, why they all return to the order Why does it always have to be chaos? Why does it always have to be wanderlust? Sensational I'm gonna smash your bloody skull. 'Cause, baby, no, you can't see inside No, baby, no, you can't see my soul Do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
I'm going to a town that
has already been burnt down I'm going to a place that has already been disgraced I'm gonna see some folks who have already been let down I'm so tired of America I'm gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times I'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes They never really seem to want to tell the truth I'm so tired of you America Making my own way home ain't gonna be alone I've got a life to lead America I've got a life to lead Tell me do you really think you go to hell for having loved Tell me enough of thinking everything that you've done is good I really need to know after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood I'm so tired of America I really need to know I may just never see you again or might as well You took advantage of a world that loved you well I'm going to a town that has already been burnt down I'm so tired of you America Making my own way home ain't gonna be alone I've got a life to lead America I've got a life to lead I got a soul to feed I got a dream to heed And that's all I need Making my own way home ain't gonna be alone I'm going to a town That has already been burnt down |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten?
Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining Won't you walk me through it all? Even if the sun, it is blazing Even if the snow, it is raging All the elements, we must conquer To get to the other side of town I have suffered shipwreck against your dark brown eyes I have run aground against your broken down smiles Believe me when I tell you I have no place to go But to go where the wild flowers grow and the stone gardens bloom. Won't you walk me through the Tiergarten? Won't you walk me through it all, darling? Doesn't matter if it is raining, We'll get to the other side of town. |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Haven't fallen down in a while
Sitting here walking the line Well that's ok, I ain't no book 'Cause nobody's off the hook See you looking so sad Trying to live your life in style Well that's ok, you ain't no crook 'Cause nobody's off the hook I remember you when, looking like a teenager How you have become a man with all the power Running the moon aground Who would ever have thought, hanging with a homo and hairdresser You would become the one desired in every woman's heart But you never will lose, your heart with those little boys Haven't fallen down in a while, sitting here walking the line Well that's ok, 'cause I have looked And nobody's off the hook 'Cause life will take that little heart, and bring you to your knees Threatening to break it for the final time And you'll believe it, yes, you will believe it But look, nobody's off the hook |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
You can go out, dancing
And I'll write about you, dancing without you And I'll shed a tear between my legs When you were here, I missed you Now that you're away, I'm out there without you And I shed a tear between my legs Though we live in the same city, You live in another state far away from me and all of my unfaded charms But when the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle And everybody's packing up their station wagons There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle And we quietly will exit as it all is happening Again, I'm afraid of one thing, Will I walk away from love knowing nothing, wearing my heart between my legs? But when I know you're naked, lying on the bed while I'm at the piano All I can say is I can't fake it When the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckle And everybody's packing up their station wagons There's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckle And we quietly will exit as it all is happening again 'Cause there's a river running underground, underneath the town towards the sea, That only I know all about On which from this city we can flee On which from this city we can flee |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
I will never be as cute as you, according to the board of human relations
I will never fly as high as you, according to the board of public citations These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods All my little life I've wanted to roam Even if it was just inside my own home Then one little day I chanced to look back Saw you sittin' there, being a sad culprit These are just the rules and regulations Of the birds, and the bees The earth, and the trees, Not to mention the gods, not to mention the gods These are just the rules and regulations Yeah, these are just the rules and regulations And I like every one, yes I like every one Must follow them |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready for peace
I'm givin' up the dove to the beast I'm not ready to surrender to another glove murderer I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready to to fly I'm givin' up ?? in the sky So you can take my sin in up above on high, say goodbye I'm not ready to love, I'm not ready to love I'm not ready to love until I'm ready to love you the way you should be loved Until I'm ready to hold you the way you should be held You should be held, but I'm not ready to |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Do I love you because you treat me so indifferently?
Or is it the medication? Or is it me? Do I love you because you don't want me to rub your back? Or is it the medication? Or is it you? Or is it true? And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow Because I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know? And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do Do I love you, or is this feeling just a little pain? A treasure chest is broken easily open And usually I am such a happy prince Behind the iron curtain, the city walls a solid prison And I better be prominently featured in your next slideshow 'Cause I paid a lot of money to get you over here, you know? And if I am not prominently featured in your next slideshow I don't know what I'm gonna do! Do I love you? Do I love you? Yes I do Do I love you? Yes I do |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
You taste of potato chips in the morning
Your face has the Marlon Brando club calling And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa? And that fat guy with the green shirt that we both signed together Once he hears the song, won't live it down forever Your suit was the whitest thing since you-know-who I fear that that savior I mentioned may be you And who would have thought that I'd owe it all to Tulsa? And that poor girl who waited in the rain for hours to meet me (not you, baby!) Once she hears that song, won't live it down completely And I owe it all to Tulsa, Oklahoma This is just a reminder of the antique shop that I want to go back to and visit when it's open In Tulsa, Oklahoma Just in case you don't appreciate this song about you! |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Who will be at Sanssouci tonight?
The boys that made me lose the blues tonight, and then my eyesight All together, playing games of cards Gambling the tiny shards of brass, once my heart Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? I'm lookin' through the window from the garden Waitin' for the call to my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies to boredom I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? Surely not the one that loves me truly, only He's probably down at the stables, there Gently polishing my cabriolet, only I don't care, I really want to go So I'm opening the door wide to the ballroom Callin' up some dude from my hotel room I'm tired of writing elegies in general I just want to be at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight... The candles seem to all have been blown out Cupid's wings have cobweb rings and no one's about Could it be I came to the wrong place? But I swear I saw them climb the stairs, that sweet mystery Who will be at Sanssouci tonight? It's only when you're outside that you notice Only from the window you can see them Once the door is open, all will vanish Ain't nobody at Sanssouci tonight Tonight, tonight |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Why do you keep all your stars
in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? You've lost all your assets ?? i n life-long contracts to you Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? Oh, can't you see all the good that celebrity can do for those in the dark? Yes of course, I am speaking in metaphors for something more in your heart Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars The more that you fight, then the more they will scrutinize and realize just your size And believe me, you are no match for the public that has seen no ?? Didn't you know that old Hollywood is over? Old Hollywood is over So why not just release the gates and let them all come out? Remember that without them there would be no Paramount No paramount need to hold on to what isn't yours Release the stars Release the stars, release your love, release the stars Release your love, 'cause Hollywood is over Why do you keep all your stars in from your studio on Melrose Avenue? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I'll see you
I'm leaving for Paris, no I don't think that I need to So I'm leaving for Paris, won't you try to take care of yourself? Just you try to take care of yourself, 'cause I'm leaving Yes, I'm leaving for Paris I pray you won't follow through the crooked streets behind me I pray you won't follow, like so many who I've roamed there So I'm leaving for Paris, don't you try to find out where I am Just you try to take care of yourself 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving 'Cause I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving for Paris Goodbye |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Do I disappoint you, in just being human?
And not one of the elements, that you can light your cigar on Why does it always have to be fire? Why does it always have to be brimstone? Desire Cool this body down Do I disappoint you, in just being lonely? And not one of the elements that you can call your one and only Why does it always have to be water? Why does it always have to be holy wine? Destruction Of all mankind And do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you in just being like you? Tired of being the reason the road has a shoulder And it could be argued, why they all return to the order Why does it always have to be chaos? Why does it always have to be wanderlust? Sensational I'm gonna smash your bloody skull. 'Cause, baby, no, you can't see inside No, baby, no, you can't see my soul Do I disappoint you? Do I disappoint you? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Where is my master the rebel prince Who will shut all of these windows It's these windows all around me It's these windows who are telling me To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness Where is my master the rebel prince Bet breaking everything trying to get to me In this two-bit hotel Just to me before this windows Does rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness Oh I can see him now Though it's so far away Amongst the roving crowd Going the other way Confounded anger burning with love for me Oest mon mare le prince rebelle Qui va fermer toutes ces fenres Ce sont ces fenres autour de moi Ce sont ces fenres qui m'appellent Qui m'appellent Marigold, Marigold, Marigold I'm leaving the Roosevelt hotel Marigold, Marigold, Marigold I'm leaving the room we knew so well Marigold, Marigold, Marigold Marigold, Marigold, Marigold Marigold, Marigold, Marigold Marigold, Marigold, Marigold |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
Gay Messiah
He will then be reborn from 1970's porn Wearing tube socks with style and such an innocent smile Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming He will fall from the stars, studio 54 And appear on the sand of fire island shore Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiahs coming No, it will not be me Rufus the baptist, I be No, I won't be the one baptised in cum What will happen instead, someone will demand my head And then I will kneel down And give it to them looking down Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Release The Stars (2007)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
My phone's on vibrate for you Electroclash is karioke too I try to dance Britney Spears I guess I'm getting on in years My phone's on vibrate for you God knows what all these new drugs do I guess to have no more fears But still I always end up in tears My phone's on vibrate for you But still I never ever feel from you Pinocchio's now a boy Who wants to turn back into a toy So call me Call me in the morning Call me in the night So call me Call me anytime you like My phone's on vibrate for you For you |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Agnus dei
Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Agnus dei Agnus dei Qui tollis peccata mundi Dona nobis pacem Dona nobis pacem Pacem Dona nobis pacem Translation: Lamb of God You who take away the sins of the world Lamb of God You who take away the sins of the world Give us peace Give us peace Peace Give us peace. |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
The mind has so many pictures
Why can't I sleep with my eyes open The mind has so many memories Can you remember what it looks like when I cry I'm Trying, trying to tell you All that I can in a sweet and velvet tongue But no words ever could sell you Sell you on me after all that I have done I'm only the one you love Am I only the one you love? The Lady Gloom and her hornets circling round Is now before us, the screaming's done without moving One little move and for sure you will be stung I'm singing ""Oh, Jerusalem oh, Jerusalem See what he's picked up in the park"" Let's f**k this awful art party Want you to make love to me and only to me in the dark I'm only the one you love Am I only the one you love? We've traded in our snap shots We're going through the motions Into the view, I'm leaving you Down Conduit Avenue into the early morning Into the early morning The one I love Are you only the one I love? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Is true love a trip to Chinatown
Or being held in one's opium gaze Under the peach trees There I'll sit and wait Is true love a long walk through Bryant park Or being held in the month of May under the peach trees There I will be, will be until you come and get me Cause I'm so tired of waiting in restaurants reading the critics and comics alone With a waiter with a face made for currency Like a coin in ancient Rome And I really do wish you were here next to me cause I'm going to see James Dean There I will be Under the peach trees with him |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Little sister come and sit beside me, beside me
And we'll play a tune on this old piano, forte Just for a while, just for a while, just for a while 'Til your hair becomes a powdered wig And I become a total bastard Feet that hardly reach the pedal Sewn to a tremendous shadow Ave, ave, history is on my side So complain have no shame And remember that your brother is a boy Though it seems the stakes contain some integrity We all feel it still is based on good old intrigue Just for a while, just for a while, just for a while You may have to use your hips as fodder Still putting your best foot forward Madame didn't stack the cupboard ended up like Mother Hubbard Ave, but hey, history is still a game So complain have no shame and remember that round one has just been played And you are poised for centuries to claim Follow examples from no longer a choice The world be just a ball to pass or gaze upon And one more thing Before we go on again Let's end this maze Keep out the threat of a kid Oh my little, little sister |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
There I was in uniform
Looking at the art teacher I was just a girl then; Never have I loved since then He was not that much older than I was He had taken our class to the Metropolitan Museum He asked us what our favorite work of art was, But never could I tell him it was him Oh, I wish I could tell him -- Oh, I wish I could have told him I looked at the Rubens and Rembrandts I liked the John Singer Sargents He told me he liked Turner And never have I turned since then No, never have I turned to any other man All this having been said, I married an executive company head All this having been done, a Turner - I own one Here I am in this uniformish, pant-suit sort of thing, Thinking of the art teacher I was just a girl then; Never have I loved since then No, never have I loved any other man |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
The drummers and jugglers in Montreal
Don't even exist at all So I'm tearing up these tarot cards and Venetians clowns Antique shops and alcoholic homosexuals You may ask why I want to torch my home town Partly it's bitterness and hopping 'round and 'round again On Ontario Street looking up Maybe I'll catch him on his way to the show You travel the world and find all the answers Everything operates on the unattainables And then you hear your mother laugh attached to the phone Could have walked around the block 'cause all roads lead to home Say, will you ever ever ever know, Ever ever ever fly away? Will you ever ever ever go, Ever ever ever find a way? |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
I don't know what I'm doing
I don't know what I'm saying I don't know why I'm watching all these white people dancing I don't know where I'm going But i do know that I'm walking Where? I dont know Just away from this love affair I can't say that I'm cruisin' Not that I dont like cruisin' Just that I'm bruisin from you I can't say that I'm waltzin' Not that I don't like waltzing Would rather be waltzin' with you So I guess that I'm going I guess that I am walking Where? I don't know Just away from this love affair |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Gay Messiah
He will then be reborn from 1970's porn Wearing tube socks with style and such an innocent smile Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming He will fall from the stars, studio 54 And appear on the sand of fire island shore Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiahs coming No, it will not be me Rufus the baptist, I be No, I won't be the one baptised in cum What will happen instead, someone will demand my head And then I will kneel down And give it to them looking down Better pray for your sins, better pray for your sins 'Cause the gay messiah's coming |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Never thought of Hades
Under the Mississippi But still I've come to sing for him So southern furies Prepare to walk for my harp I have strung, and I will leave with him Relax the cogs of rhyme Over the Memphis sky Turn back the wheels of time Under the Memphis skyline always hated him for the way he looked In the gaslight of the morning Then came hallelujah sounding like Ophelia for me in my room living So kiss me, my darling stay with me till morning Turn back and you will stay Under the Memphis Skyline |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Waiting for the present, for the present to pass
Waiting for a dream to last You are not my lover, and you never will be 'Cause you've never done anything to hurt me There's a fire in the priory And it's ruining this cocktail party Yesterday I heard they cloned a baby Now can I finally sleep with me? Diving through the rising, through the rising waves of night Keeping a reflection of you in hindsight But in turning back the brackish waters will not reflect you After you have turned the color black of death or something like that There's a fire in the priory And it's ruining this cocktail party Yesterday I heard the plague is coming Once again, to find me There's a fire in the priory And an ogre in the oval office Once again we all will be so broken Now can I finally sleep again? |
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4:11 | ||||
from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
Maybe in you I'll believe
Maybe I'll believe in you The future of my understanding of love Many a time I've before Before I've many a time Knocked a stranger's door Discretion hardly I'm known for Probably has nothing to, nothing at all in the world to do with you Just your lower lip on the floor But baby I gotta get through Crumb by crumb in this big black forest Maybe in you I'll believe Maybe I'll believe in you Suddenly I'm not myself Behind the facade is a lonely fountain, here Suddenly you are the one Who opens the gates to this unruly garden Come and let this man adore you 'Cause baby I got to get through Crumb by crumb in this big black forest Maybe in you I'll believe Maybe I'll believe in you Suddenly you're not yourself Behind the facade is a lonely angel, still Suddenly I am the one who opens the gates to this now gloomy garden Come and let this man go crumb by crumb in this big black forest You I'll believe, crumb by crumb in this big black forest You I'll believe, crumb by crumb in this big black forest... |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want Two (2004)
An old whore's diet
Gets me going in the morning Ain't nothing like it Gets me going in the morning To say I love you Gets me going where I want to Oh, gets me going Oh, gets me going in the morning To say I love you Gets me going where I want to Oh, gets me going Oh, gets me going in the morning Hell, either here or Hell will do Either here or Hell will employ you Suicidal assistance An old whore's diet |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I don't want to hold you and feel so helpless I don't want to smell you and lose my senses And smile in slow motion with eyes in love I twist like a corkscrew, the sweetness rising I drink from the bottle weeping Why won't you last? Why can't you last? So I will walk without care, beat my snare Look like a man who means business Go to all the poshest places with their familiar faces Terminate all signs of weakness Chorus: Oh, all for the sake, all for the sake of a foolish love I will take my coffee black, never snack hang with the wolves who are sheepish Flow through the veins of town, always frown Me and my mistress the princess Chorus So the day Noah's Ark floats down park My eyes will be simply glazed over Or better yet I'll wear shades on sunless days And when the sun's out I'll stay and slumber Chorus |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Your skin is cold, but the sun shines within your hold Your hair is gold, but you see through a goldfish bowl I feel old, sick and tired We walk the streets, gently staring, wondering what to do The sun in sheets, pouring down those streets to eyes green and blue And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the bend Or a herd of bulls charging stop lights red I'd be blind Chorus: You broke my heart Danny Boy Not your fault Danny Boy I was hanged at the doorstep, played like a two to a fourset Had like poor Job in the bible by God Day comes I wake, I wake with a hard heartache I go down to your place We sit and chat, chat about New York and trips to the bayou My smile a trick, tricking me and trying not to scare you And a ship with eight sails could come 'round the ben Or a herd of bulls charging stop lights red I'd be blind |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Oh, what a shame that your pockets did bleed on St.Valentine's And you sat in a chair thinking: "Boy, I'm such a prince!" Well life's a train that goes from February on day by day But it's making a stop on April first. And you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be. But just until the fish start to smell And you're struck down by a hammer. Sure you were swift when the handsome Greek boys dropped by with gifts You are suave thanks to the ribbons that open sesame But in the stars and closer to home than in every planet It ain't hard for me and dear Jo Jo to see. Chorus So let it all go by looking at the sky Wondering if there are clouds and stuff in hell. |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
You gave me all your love in one day You gave it all and almost faded away Well I'm gonna take this sad unread issue In my arms tonight Looking at hospitals Victorian Feeling as helpless as the Elephant Man Wish you were here to chain you up without shame In my arms tonight So if you should feel a bit out of place This vision not unlike a shooting star I have embraced 'Cause You gave me all your love in one day You gave it all and almost faded away Well I'm gonna take this sad unread issue In my arms tonight Looking at hospitals Victorian Feeling as helpless as the Elephant Man Wish you were here to chain you up without shame In my arms tonight I ain't a soft and saccharine wannabe Still I pray to God this song will end happily So I offer you a place to rest and forget yourself In my arms tonight |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
The boys and girls of Millbrook Are on a train from New York Wearing new hats Shooting the shit Deep in the heart of Dutchess County, Bounty And all the evening breakdowns Will soon be washed from their hands The next very day,as they make way Eating the apple to the chapel, Holy Don't even try, they'll get away with murder Sure as the rain washes away and brings thunder Oh tell me you can see it The gentle tower rising Over the pines, out of a book Zion mistaken for the state of Millbrook |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Nothing so bright, nothing so smooth, nothing so pure As my baby All of my life days into night, all I did dream Was my baby Until the days darkness entwined with silver eyes Was my baby staring at me And since then I can't see straight And since then my smile's been fake Funny I know the troubles I've seen But through one eye only that's clean If you bring along your needles Then I'll bring my sharpened pencils And draw one more comic tragedy My baby So call up the child players From madam we'll rent the parlor And dance to death till I can't see My baby |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
I never had it I never wanted it I never had your beauty mark Nor did i have your black hair And hazel eyes My early childhood was not as simple As yours set in the country No i did not have a fear of nuns who dressed in black But i do have your taste I had no radio show Nor did i have home-made clothes Home-made curtains of the same material I never had it I never wanted it I never had your beauty mark But i do have your taste And i do have your round face and long hands I think Callas sang a lovely ""norma"" You prefer Robson in ""deep river"" I may not be so manly But still i know you love me Even if i don't have your beauty mark |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
The summer sun set a vicious circus When shadows held the world in place But today I felt a chill in my apartment's coolest place Fuggi regal fantasima The village larks cannot be heard Cause all the crows got panderers I can't escape these velvet drapes Don't want my rings to fall off my fingers Fuggi regal fantasima The mirror I find hard to face Cause I fear it's a long way down Got to get away from here Think I know which hemisphere Crazy me don't think there's pain in barcelona They dance you round a waltz confound But I fear it's a long way down This road Even if that straw I pulled And I got to fight that bull Nothing really does compare to barcelona Besides in spain don juan's to blame But I fear it's a long way down And I fear i won't be around Got to get away from here Think I know which hemisphere Make sure i have all my papers Laying out my summer clothes Search for traps in vain like scratching So my suitcase I can close Fuggi regal fantasima |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
This is the day The day of the death The death of the matinee idol Still so beautiful as the angels As the angels came down from high So sweet and so soft So charmingly daft So young was the matinee idol Lips of crimson, slightly open As the flash and all fame put to rest Walk along that wall No it is not from the academy Walk along that wall From this moment on You'll cease to be the undying love of the public eye And so goes one more away from the maze Away for to sit at the table above babel Far from this world While standing on the boulevard Walk along that wall No it is not from the academy Walk along that wall From this moment on You'll cease to be But still Whomever has looked at beauty is marked out already by death Still so beautiful as the angels As the angels came down from high |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
Desdemona, do not go to sleep
Brown-eyed tosca, don't believe the creep I see it in his eyes And why don't you ladies believe me when i'm screaming I always believe you Violetta, keep your man locked up Or like cio-cio You will end up burned by love or sickness And why don't you ladies believe me when i'm screaming I always believe you There is a knock at the door Tell me it's not mimi again Or is it Gilda's waiting passion to be stabbed and killed again Katya kabanova, why did you marry him? You knew his mother was a bitch And would keep hold of him Oh pamina got away from mama Before the age of rambo opera Damned ladies of orpheus Your arias cause a stir in my sad and lonely heart |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
My true love did breathe by the sally ann so softly That while walking through town Only my heart did hear him In views of the city There ain't many folks by the sally an so pretty That while walking through town Many a twisted feature made a terrible beauty And then i knew I'd been there before One thing you must know by the sally ann directly Is that the pockets don't hold any more sunken treasure After baptism by whiskey But when leaving the bar by the sally ann just barely That old angel may allow light from above the mountain And red brick walls blooming, you might see And then you'll know You've been there before |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Wainwright (2006)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Every kind of love, or at least my kind of love Must be an imaginary love to start with Guess that can explain the rain, waiting walking game Schubert broke my brain to start with Hoped to look at you in a cab Back of your head across my lap Oh what grace, green back seat against the red of your face Hoped to look at you in any old grand hotel Drunken demands gave way to reservations Oh what a room, champagne brings such happy faces, happy faces 'Cause every kind of love, or at least my kind of love Must be an imaginary love to start with Guess that can explain the rain, waiting walking game Schubert broke my brain to start with |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Men reading fashion magazines Oh what a world It seems we live in Straight man Oh what a world We live in Why am I always on a plane or a fast train Oh what a world my parents gave me Always Travelin' but not in love Still I think I'm doin' fine Wouldn't it be a lovely headline Life is Beautiful on a New York Times Men reading fashion magazines Oh what a world It seems we live in Straight man Oh what a world We live in Why am I always on a plane or a fast train Oh what a world my parents gave me Always Travelin' but not in love Still I think I'm doin' fine Wouldn't it be a lovely headline Life is Beautiful on a New York Times Oh what a world We live in Why am I always on a plane or a fast train Oh what a world my parents gave me Always Travelin' but not in love Still I think I'm doin' fine Wouldn't it be a lovely headline Life is Beautiful |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
I don't know what it is
but you got to do it I don't know where to go But you got to be there I don't know where to fall But I know that its comfortable where I don't know where it is Putting all of my time In learning to care And a bucket of rhymes I threw up somewhere Want a locket of who Made me lose my perfunctory view Of all that is around And of all that I do So I knock on the door Take a step that is new Never been here before Is there anyone else here too In love with beauty Playing all of the games Who thinks three's company Is there anyone else who wears slightly mysterious brusies I don't know what it is Take a lookin around At friendly faces All declaring a war on far off places Is there anyone else who is through with complaining about what's Done unto us So I knock on the door And I am on the train Going god knows where to To get me over To get me over Give me heaven or hell Calais or Dover I was hoping the train Was my big number Stopping in Santa Fe and the Atchinson Topeka Though I'm chugging along, put away by the crossing hand We'll be heading for Portland, or Limburgh or Lower Manhattan Find myself running around I don't know what it is so get me over I don't know what it is so get me over I don't know what it is so get me over To get me over You gotta do it You gotta be there |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
Thought that maybe we'd fall in love over the phone
Thought that maybe I'd really love being alone Everybody but Heaven knows how I was wrong Oh Lord, what have I done to myself? What have I done to myself? In this vicious world Such a vicious world There isn't anything you can do In this vicious world Soaking on the ice, makin' eyes all by myself Didn't realize you were so top of the shelf Just you want and see when you turn, turn 23 Oh Lord, what have I done to myself? What have I done to myself? In this vicious world Such a vicious world There isn't anything you can do In this vicious world Such a vicious world There isn't anything you can do In this vicious world There isn't anything you can do In this vicious world |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Stop me falling down, stop me making movies of myself Put that old dog down, stop me making movies of myself Bring the carriage 'round, get me to the garden of sleep Make that high gate speak, Perrier out of a paper bag Looking like a hag And start giving me something A love that is longer than a day Start making my heart sing something that it doesn't want to say I'm handing it over, I'm saying that you're the only one Don't run for the border, turn that corner Already you've run in movies of myself Darling don't you ever let go Wrap your loving arms around me While the cold winds blow Tell me what I really want to know Cause I'm looking for a reason, a person, a painting A Saturday Evening Post Edition by Jesus An old piece of bacon never eaten by Elvis So I'll say start giving me something A love that is longer then a day Start making my heart say something it doesn't want to say I'm handing it over, I'm singing that you're the only one Don't run for the border, turn that corner In movies on myself Oh I've seen it all before in movies of myself |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Pretty things, so what if I like pretty things Pretty lies, so what if I like pretty lies From where you are, to where I am now I need these pretty things, around the planets of our phase Everything's a sign of my astrology From where you are, to where I am now Is its own galaxy Be a star and fall down somewhere next to me And make it past your color TV This time will pass and with it will me And all these pretty things Don't say you don't notice them |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Thank you for this bitter knowledge Guardian angels who left me stranded It was worth it, feeling abandoned Makes one hardened but what has happened to love You got me writing lyrics on postcards Then in the evening looking at the stars But the brightest of the planets is Mars Then what has happened to love So I will opt for the big white limo Vanity fairgrounds and rebel angels You can't be trusted with feathers so hollow Your heaven's inventions, steel eyed vampires of love You see over me, I'll never know What you have shown to other eyes Go or go ahead and surprise me Say you've lead the way to a mirage Go or go ahead and just try me Nowhere's now here smelling of junipers Fell of the hay bales, I'm over the rainbows But of Medusa kiss me and crucify This unholy notion of the mythic power of love Look in her eyes, look in her eyes Forget about the ones that are crying Look in her eyes, look in her eyes Forget about the ones that are crying Go or go ahead |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
My phone's on vibrate for you Electroclash is karioke too I try to dance Britney Spears I guess I'm getting on in years My phone's on vibrate for you God knows what all these new drugs do I guess to have no more fears But still I always end up in tears My phone's on vibrate for you But still I never ever feel from you Pinocchio's now a boy Who wants to turn back into a toy So call me Call me in the morning Call me in the night So call me Call me anytime you like My phone's on vibrate for you For you |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
You've got my lost brother's soul My dear mother's eyes A brown horse's mane And my uncle's name You walked me down 14th Street For the doctor to meet after thoughts of the grave In the home of the brave and of the weak But why'd you have to break all my heart Couldn't you have saved a little bit of it? Why'd you have to break all my heart? Couldn't you have saved a minor part? I could have clipped and saved and planted in the garden Damn you guess I'll have to get a new one I'd love to sit and watch you drink With the reins to the world, gripping a smoke Vaguely missing link Don't ever change you hungry little bashful hound I got the sheep, poor little Bo Peep Has lost and filed for grounds. But why'd you have to break all my heart I could have ripped apart and thrown into the river Wonder if there's hearts that will deliver Don't ever change, don't ever worry Because I'm coming back home tomorrow To 14th Street where I won't hurry And where I'll learn how to save, not just borrow And they'll be rainbows and we will finally know |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
You walk alone in the valley of life In the shadow of love under the trees of happiness You walk alone like a baby unborn Like a father unknown Like a pocket penniless I'm happy that you really care But do you really know How scary This is for you and is for me? Oh do you you really know? Do you really know? oh.. Natasha All I can do Is write a song for you Natasha Oh Natasha For you I sit alone on the cozy ground floor On a bench by the garden Waiting also Waiting for love and thinking of all of the Catty remarks I also swallow And as I've often asked before Does anybody know How scary This is for you and is for me? Does anybody know? Anybody know? oh... Natasha All I can do Is write a song for you Natasha Oh Natasha All I can do Is write a song for you Natasha |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
If a person should ever like a person Then a person should like you Being that I'm only just a person What would you do? If a person should ever like a person Then a person should like me Being that you're only just a person It must be Still I find it hard to get an answer From the harvester of hearts Always find it hard to get an answer From the harvester of hearts If a person should ever like a person How funny that would be If a person should ever like me Not that I have that much to offer God knows I have so much to gain From the harvester of hearts From the harvester of pain If a person should ever like a person Then a person should be free Free to like whomever that they want to Even though it ain't me Not that I have much to offer God knows I have so much to gain From the harvester of hearts From the harvester of pain |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
When I am older than these small goddamned hills
And there's no reason for my mind to be still Oh how I'll feel like a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again When I have finally found my room filled with toys Be banging on my crib excited by noise Oh how I'll feel like a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again And when there's nothing to gain Or bring me pain or pin the blame On you or myself And when they finally fall These wailing walls and burdened crosses God's twilights and all How I'll feel like a beautiful child Such a beautiful child again |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I don't want to make it rain I just want to make it simple I don't want to see the light I just want to see the flashlight I don't want to know the answers To any of your questions I don't want, no I really don't want To be John Lennon or Leonard Cohen I just want to be my Dad With a slight sprinkling of my mother And work at the family store And take orders from the counter I don't want to know the answers To any of your questions I don't want, no I really don't want To be John Lithgow or Jane Curtain But I'll settle for love Yeah, I'll settle for love Before I reached the gate I realized I had packed my passport Before security realized I had one more bag left I just want to know If something's coming for to get me Tell me, will you make me sad or happy And will you settle for love Will you settle for love |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
Woke up this morning at 11:11 Woke up this morning and it wasnt in heaven Those are the reason 'bout Where I was sleeping but I was alive I was alive Woke up this morning at 11:11 John was half-naked and Lulu was crying Those are the babies That'll (or that dont) let me go crazy But I was alive And till the end of this world, We'll all load in a dump truck of human 11:11 What else can I do, What else can I do Woke up this morning and Something was burning Realized that everything really Does happen in my lifetime Thoughts were of characters And afternoons lying with you And you were alive Ohh, the hours we are seperate 11:11 is the precious time we wasted So pack up your bleeding heart And put away your posies I don't want to have a drink Or play ring around the rosie with you Oh no, no Ohh, the hours we are seperate 11:11 is the precious time we wasted So let the blind fight the blind and see, As the fall take over summer Bringing the lattice roses And as winter brings the spring rain And to the end of this world, We'll all load in a dump truck of human 11:11 |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Want One (2003)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
No matter how strong I'm gonna take you down With one little stone I'm gonna break you down And see what you're worth What you're really worth to me Dinner at eight was okay Before the toast full of gleams It was great until those old magazines Got us started up again Actually it was probably me again Why is it so That I've always been the one who must go That I've always been the one told to flee When it fact you were the one long ago Actually in the drifting white snow You left me So put up your fists and I'll put up mine No running away from the scene of the crime God's chosen a place Somewhere near the end of the world Somewhere near the end of our lives But 'til then no, Daddy, don't be surprised If I wanna see the tears in your eyes Then I know it had to be long ago Actually in the drifting white snow You loved me No matter how strong I'm gonna take you down With one little stone I'm gonna break you down And see what you're worth What you're really worth to me |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
You really shouldn't have done it, you hadn't any right
I really shouldn't have let you kiss me And although it was wrong, I never was strong Though as long as you've begun it, and you know you shouldn't have done it… Oh, do it again I may cry, "no, no, no, no, no" But do it again My lips just ache to have you take the kiss that's waiting for you You know if you do, you won't regret it Come and get it Oh, no one is near I may cry, "oh, oh, oh, oh, oh" But no one can hear Mama may scold me 'cause she told me it was naughty But then, please, do it again Just do it again, and again and again and again and again Turn out the light, and hold me close in your arms all through the night I know tomorrow morning you will say goodbye and amen But until then, please do it again |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
You go to my head, and you linger like a haunting refrain
And I find you spinning 'round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to my head, like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea, Casts a spell over me And I say to myself, "get ahold of yourself!" Can't you see that this never will be? You go to my head, (and I forgot the god-darn words) *incomprehensible lyrics, scat singing* You intoxicate my soul with your eyes Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head The thrill of the thought that you might give a thought to my plea, Casts a spell over me And I say to myself, "get ahold of yourself!" Can't you see that it never can be? You go to my head, with a smile that makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand Julys You intoxicate my soul with your eyes Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head You go to my head |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
Alone together, above the crowd
Beyond the world, we're not too proud to cling together We're strong as long as we're together Alone together, the blinding rain The starless night was not in vain For we're together And what is there to fear together? Our love is as deep as the sea Our love is as great as a love can be For we can weather the great unknown If we're alone together Together, together If we're alone together |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
Just you, just me
Let's find a cozy spot to cuddle and coo Just us, just we I've missed an awful lot, my trouble is you Oh gee! What are your charms for? What are my arms for? You use your imagination Just you, just me I'll tie a lover's knot 'round wonderful you Just you and just me Just us and just we Oh gee! What are your charms for? What are my arms for? You use your imagination Just you, just me I'll tie a lover's knot I'll tie a lover's knot 'round wonderful you |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
I never will forget Jeanette MacDonald…
Just to think of her, it gives my heart a pang I never will forget how that brave Jeanette Just stood there in the ruins and sang, and sang… San Francisco, open your golden gate You'll let nobody wait outside your door San Francisco, here comes your wandering one Saying, "I'll wander no more" Other places only make me love you best Say that you're the one in all the Golden West San Francisco, here comes your wandering one Never to roam again, never to roam again San Francisco Right when I arrive, I really come alive And you will laugh to see me perpendicular, hanging on a cable car San Francisco Let me beat my feet up and down Market Street I'm gonna climb Nob Hill, just to watch it get dark from the top of the mark There's Brooklyn Bridge, London Bridge and the Bridge of San Luis Rey But the only bridge that's a real 'gone bridge, is the bridge across the bay San Francisco, I'm coming home again Never to roam again, by god San Francisco, I don't mean Frisco San Francisco, here I come! |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
A clown with his pants falling down
Or the dance that's a dream of romance Or the scene where the villain is mean That's entertainment The lights on the lady in tights Or the bride with the guy on the side Or the ball where she gives it her all That's entertainment The plot could be hot, simply teeming with sex A gay divorcee who is after her ex It could be Oedipus Rex Where a chap kills his father and causes lots of bother The clerk who is thrown out of work By the boss who is thrown for a loss By the skirt who is doing him dirt The world is a stage, the stage is a world of entertainment It might be a scene like you see on the screen A swain being slain for the love of a queen Some great Shakespearean scene Where a ghost and a prince meet, and everything ends in mincemeat The guy could be waving the flag That began with the mystical hand Hip hooray, the American way The world is a stage, the stage is a world of entertainment |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
Now that it's your birthday, I don't know what to do
Can't get you a Thunderbird or a penthouse with a view Can't even buy a little present I'm much too broke, I find But there is one way I can save the day And I sure hope you don't mind, that... I can't give you anything but love, baby That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby Dream a while, scheme a while You're sure to find happiness And I guess all the things you've always pined for Gee, I like to see you looking swell, baby Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, baby 'Til that lucky day, you know darn well, baby I can't give you anything but love Gee, I like to see you looking swell, baby Diamond bracelets Woolworth doesn't sell, baby 'Til that lucky day, you know darn well, baby I can't give you anything, I can't give you anything I can't give you anything but love |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
I'm gonna love you, like nobody's loved you
Come rain or come shine High as a mountain, deep as a river Come rain or come shine I guess when you met me, it was just one of those things But don't ever bet me, 'cause I'm gonna be true if you let me You're gonna love me, like nobody's loved me Come rain or come shine Happy together, unhappy together Won't that be fine? Days may be cloudy or sunny, we're in or we're out of the money I'm with you always, I'm with you rain or shine Gonna love you, I'm gonna love you I'm gonna love you, come rain or come shine High as a mountain and deep as a river Come rain or come shine I'm gonna love you, I'm gonna love you I'm gonna love you! I guess when you met me, it was just one of those things But don't ever bet me, 'cause I'm gonna be true Gonna be true if you let me Let me, let me Let me, let me Let me love you Let me love you Come rain or come shine Happy together, unhappy together Won't that be fine? Days may be cloudy or sunny We're in or we're out of the money I'm with you baby, I'm with you baby I'm with you always, come rain or shine! |
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from Rufus Wainwright - Rufus Does Judy At Carnegie Hall (2007)
You're nearer than my head is to the pillow
Nearer than the wind is to the willow Dearer than the rain is to the earth below Precious as the sun to the things that grow You're nearer than the ivy to the wall is Nearer than the winter to the fall is Leave me, but when you're away, you'll know you're nearer For I love you so |