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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
See the dwarves and see the giants
Which one would you choose to be? And if you can't get that together Here's the answer, here's the key You can freeze like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man I'll save my bread and take it with me 'Til a hundred years or so Shame you won't be there to see me Shakin' hands with Charles De Gaulle Play it cool and Saranwrap all you can Be a 30 Century Man You can freeze like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
See the dwarves and see the giants
Which one would you choose to be? And if you can't get that together Here's the answer, here's the key You can freeze like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man I'll save my bread and take it with me 'Til a hundred years or so Shame you won't be there to see me Shakin' hands with Charles De Gaulle Play it cool and Saranwrap all you can Be a 30 Century Man You can freeze like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man |
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from The Life Aquatic (2008)
See the dwarves and see the giants
Which one would you choose to be? And if you can't get that together Here's the answer, here's the key You can freeze like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man I'll save my bread and take it with me 'Til a hundred years or so Shame you won't be there to see me Shakin' hands with Charles De Gaulle Play it cool and Saranwrap all you can Be a 30 Century Man You can freeze like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man Like a 30 Century Man |
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from Scott Walker - The Drift (2006)
Corneas misted
Put put put put Color high Put put put Motionless Put put put put For seconds at a time A hand that is cold in another colder Put put put And everything Put put put put within reach This is a waltz for a dodo A samba for Bambi Gavotte for the Kaiser Bolero for Beuys A reel for Red Rosa A polka for Tintin Corneas misted Put put put Color high Put put put Motionless Put put put put One hand that is cold in another colder Put put put And everything within reach |
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from Scott Walker - Scott (1967)
What was it like when we were young
Sleeping in each others arms Walking in each others dreams Was it only yesterday I've forgotten anyway What was it like to hear your name Where's the girl that I once knew Running home thru winter parks Arm in Arm and heart in heart Now like children in the dark We hold hands and watch the rain When you kissed my eyes awake Running mornings crowded streets Just to find we've missed our bus but we'd laugh , kiss, what the hell When you'd burst in from the rain Clasp my head between your hands, kiss away the darkest day Always there to understand. You could make me proud again Now I go aimlessly at night Sleep with faces I don't know Always coming back to you and the shadows of this room I must search you eyes again Just to find that they are dead Always coming back to you |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
What was it like when we were young
Sleeping in each others arms Walking in each others dreams Was it only yesterday I've forgotten anyway What was it like to hear your name Where's the girl that I once knew Running home thru winter parks Arm in Arm and heart in heart Now like children in the dark We hold hands and watch the rain When you kissed my eyes awake Running mornings crowded streets Just to find we've missed our bus but we'd laugh , kiss, what the hell When you'd burst in from the rain Clasp my head between your hands, kiss away the darkest day Always there to understand. You could make me proud again Now I go aimlessly at night Sleep with faces I don't know Always coming back to you and the shadows of this room I must search you eyes again Just to find that they are dead Always coming back to you |
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from Scott Walker - Scott (1967)
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sleeps While the riverbank weeps With the old willow tree In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who dies Full of beer, full of cries In a drunken down fight And in the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who's born On a muggy hot morn By the dawn's early light In the port of Amsterdam Where the sailors all meet There's a sailor who eats Only fishheads and tails He will show you his teeth That have rotted too soon That can swallow the moon That can haul up the sails And he yells to the cook With his arms open wide Bring me more fish Put it down by my side Then he wants so to belch But he's too full to try So he gets up and laughs And he zips up his fly In the port of Amsterdam You can see sailors dance Paunches bursting their pants Grinding women to paunch They've forgotten the tune That their whiskey voice croaks Splitting the night with the Roar of their jokes And they turn and they dance And they laugh and they lust Till the rancid sound of The accordion bursts Then out to the night With their pride in their pants With the slut that they tow Underneath the street lamps In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who drinks And he drinks and he drinks And he drinks once again He drinks to the health Of the whores of Amsterdam Who have promised their love To a thousand other men They've bargained their bodies And their virtue long gone For a few dirty coins And when he can't go on He plants his nose in the sky And he wipes it up above And he pisses like I cry For an unfaithful love In the port of Amsterdam In the port of Amsterdam |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Walker Sings Jacques Brel (1991)
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sleeps While the riverbank weeps With the old willow tree In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who dies Full of beer, full of cries In a drunken down fight And in the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who's born On a muggy hot morn By the dawn's early light In the port of Amsterdam Where the sailors all meet There's a sailor who eats Only fishheads and tails He will show you his teeth That have rotted too soon That can swallow the moon That can haul up the sails And he yells to the cook With his arms open wide Bring me more fish Put it down by my side Then he wants so to belch But he's too full to try So he gets up and laughs And he zips up his fly In the port of Amsterdam You can see sailors dance Paunches bursting their pants Grinding women to paunch They've forgotten the tune That their whiskey voice croaks Splitting the night with the Roar of their jokes And they turn and they dance And they laugh and they lust Till the rancid sound of The accordion bursts Then out to the night With their pride in their pants With the slut that they tow Underneath the street lamps In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who drinks And he drinks and he drinks And he drinks once again He drinks to the health Of the whores of Amsterdam Who have promised their love To a thousand other men They've bargained their bodies And their virtue long gone For a few dirty coins And when he can't go on He plants his nose in the sky And he wipes it up above And he pisses like I cry For an unfaithful love In the port of Amsterdam In the port of Amsterdam |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sleeps While the riverbank weeps With the old willow tree In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who dies Full of beer, full of cries In a drunken down fight And in the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who's born On a muggy hot morn By the dawn's early light In the port of Amsterdam Where the sailors all meet There's a sailor who eats Only fishheads and tails He will show you his teeth That have rotted too soon That can swallow the moon That can haul up the sails And he yells to the cook With his arms open wide Bring me more fish Put it down by my side Then he wants so to belch But he's too full to try So he gets up and laughs And he zips up his fly In the port of Amsterdam You can see sailors dance Paunches bursting their pants Grinding women to paunch They've forgotten the tune That their whiskey voice croaks Splitting the night with the Roar of their jokes And they turn and they dance And they laugh and they lust Till the rancid sound of The accordion bursts Then out to the night With their pride in their pants With the slut that they tow Underneath the street lamps In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who drinks And he drinks and he drinks And he drinks once again He drinks to the health Of the whores of Amsterdam Who have promised their love To a thousand other men They've bargained their bodies And their virtue long gone For a few dirty coins And when he can't go on He plants his nose in the sky And he wipes it up above And he pisses like I cry For an unfaithful love In the port of Amsterdam In the port of Amsterdam |
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from Scott Walker - Scott (1967)
Each night I meant to say
I'd missed her through the day But I'd forget it I never said it I passed the flower shop Lord knows I meant to stop But I'd say tomorrow Perhaps tomorrow Tomorrow there'd be time There'd always be another spring Time to make her laughter ring Time to give her everything Oh my Angelica, my Angelica There's so much you never knew So much I always meant to say And do, for you, for you Angelica And then the cold winds came And when I spoke her name And felt her near me She couldn't hear me Her shadow had been cast Too many springs had passed For Angelica Sweet Angelica Now in my solitude I tend the flowers that I buy As they slowly fade and die Watered by the tears I cry For my Angelica, my Angelica There's so much you never knew So much I always meant to say And do, for you, for you Angelica Angelica Angelica Angelica |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Each night I meant to say
I'd missed her through the day But I'd forget it I never said it I passed the flower shop Lord knows I meant to stop But I'd say tomorrow Perhaps tomorrow Tomorrow there'd be time There'd always be another spring Time to make her laughter ring Time to give her everything Oh my Angelica, my Angelica There's so much you never knew So much I always meant to say And do, for you, for you Angelica And then the cold winds came And when I spoke her name And felt her near me She couldn't hear me Her shadow had been cast Too many springs had passed For Angelica Sweet Angelica Now in my solitude I tend the flowers that I buy As they slowly fade and die Watered by the tears I cry For my Angelica, my Angelica There's so much you never knew So much I always meant to say And do, for you, for you Angelica Angelica Angelica Angelica |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 4 (2002)
The Angels of Ashes
Will give back your passions Again and again Their light shafts Will reach through the darkness And touch you my friend They'll fly in a mind dance And blind you with wings Wrapped in flame If you're down to an echo They just might remember Your name In the unbroken darkness Where emptiness empties Alone There's no starting or stopping Where there is no right or No wrong Well that's all right for some Who can hang the absurd On their wall If your blind hands can't grope Through these measureless waters You'll fall You've been following patterns And fleeting sensations Too long And the fullness that fills up The pulse of durations Is gone Let the great constellation Of flickering ashes Be heard Let them burn with a fire All it takes to confess Is a word, just a word I can recommend angels I've watched as they've made a man strong Oh so strong If your humbleness shows Then I'm sure that they'll take you Along You can tell them who sent you It might help to get you Above You can say that he laughed And he walked like St. Francis With love |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
The Angels of Ashes
Will give back your passions Again and again Their light shafts Will reach through the darkness And touch you my friend They'll fly in a mind dance And blind you with wings Wrapped in flame If you're down to an echo They just might remember Your name In the unbroken darkness Where emptiness empties Alone There's no starting or stopping Where there is no right or No wrong Well that's all right for some Who can hang the absurd On their wall If your blind hands can't grope Through these measureless waters You'll fall You've been following patterns And fleeting sensations Too long And the fullness that fills up The pulse of durations Is gone Let the great constellation Of flickering ashes Be heard Let them burn with a fire All it takes to confess Is a word, just a word I can recommend angels I've watched as they've made a man strong Oh so strong If your humbleness shows Then I'm sure that they'll take you Along You can tell them who sent you It might help to get you Above You can say that he laughed And he walked like St. Francis With love |
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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
The Angels of Ashes
Will give back your passions Again and again Their light shafts Will reach through the darkness And touch you my friend They'll fly in a mind dance And blind you with wings Wrapped in flame If you're down to an echo They just might remember Your name In the unbroken darkness Where emptiness empties Alone There's no starting or stopping Where there is no right or No wrong Well that's all right for some Who can hang the absurd On their wall If your blind hands can't grope Through these measureless waters You'll fall You've been following patterns And fleeting sensations Too long And the fullness that fills up The pulse of durations Is gone Let the great constellation Of flickering ashes Be heard Let them burn with a fire All it takes to confess Is a word, just a word I can recommend angels I've watched as they've made a man strong Oh so strong If your humbleness shows Then I'm sure that they'll take you Along You can tell them who sent you It might help to get you Above You can say that he laughed And he walked like St. Francis With love |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Two (2002)
Best Of Both Worlds,
That's what you want All your own way, That's not my way And I won't share you, I couldn't fare to It's time for you to choose Which one you'd rather loose Could you love me, And forget me Are you sorry, That you've met me? What we've been through, Means nothing to you I can't satisfy you You want Best Of Both Worlds Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best of Both Worlds I have loved you Since I found you You belong here, Just look around you Keep your true love, Or take your new love You must choose between us, You want Best Of Both Worlds Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best Of Both Worlds You've got to choose between us You just can't have the two of us Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best of Both Worlds |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Best Of Both Worlds,
That's what you want All your own way, That's not my way And I won't share you, I couldn't fare to It's time for you to choose Which one you'd rather loose Could you love me, And forget me Are you sorry, That you've met me? What we've been through, Means nothing to you I can't satisfy you You want Best Of Both Worlds Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best of Both Worlds I have loved you Since I found you You belong here, Just look around you Keep your true love, Or take your new love You must choose between us, You want Best Of Both Worlds Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best Of Both Worlds You've got to choose between us You just can't have the two of us Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best of Both Worlds |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
She stands all alone
You can hear her hum softly From her fire escape in the sky She fills the bags 'neath her eyes With the moonbeams And cries 'cause the world's passed her by Didn't time sound sweet yesterday? In a world filled with friends You lose your way She's a haunted house And her windows are broken And the sad young man's gone away Her bathrobe's torn And tears smudge her lipstick And the neighbors just whisper all day Didn't time sounds sweet yesterday? In a world filled with friends You lose your way |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
She stands all alone
You can hear her hum softly From her fire escape in the sky She fills the bags 'neath her eyes With the moonbeams And cries 'cause the world's passed her by Didn't time sound sweet yesterday? In a world filled with friends You lose your way She's a haunted house And her windows are broken And the sad young man's gone away Her bathrobe's torn And tears smudge her lipstick And the neighbors just whisper all day Didn't time sounds sweet yesterday? In a world filled with friends You lose your way |
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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
She stands all alone
You can hear her hum softly From her fire escape in the sky She fills the bags 'neath her eyes With the moonbeams And cries 'cause the world's passed her by Didn't time sound sweet yesterday? In a world filled with friends You lose your way She's a haunted house And her windows are broken And the sad young man's gone away Her bathrobe's torn And tears smudge her lipstick And the neighbors just whisper all day Didn't time sounds sweet yesterday? In a world filled with friends You lose your way |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
She stands all alone
You can hear her hum softly From her fire escape in the sky She fills the bags 'neath her eyes With the moonbeams And cries 'cause the world's passed her by Didn't time sound sweet yesterday? In a world filled with friends You lose your way She's a haunted house And her windows are broken And the sad young man's gone away Her bathrobe's torn And tears smudge her lipstick And the neighbors just whisper all day Didn't time sounds sweet yesterday? In a world filled with friends You lose your way |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Two (2002)
Here I am back home again
I'm here to rest All they ask is where I've been Knowing I've been West. I'm the family's unknown boy Golden curls and envied hair Pretty girls with faces fair See the shining Black Sheep Boy. If you love me, let me live in peace. Please understand, That the black sheep can wear the golden fleece, And hold a winning hand. I'm the family's unknown boy Golden curls and envied hair Pretty girls with faces fair See the shining Black Sheep Boy. |
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from Scott Walker - Climate Of Hunter (2006)
When I crossed the river
with a heavy blanket roll I took nobody with me not a soul. I took a few provisions some for comfort, some for cold but I took nobody with me not a soul. |
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from Scott Walker - Tilit (2005)
Doctorie
give me a C for this babaloo opiate me with that key doctor babaloo Please Don't you laugh doc Manos arriba bien With springs tickling less than two feet from your chin Lemon Bloody Cola Lemon Bloody Cola Lemon Bloody Cola gonna sponge you down gonna sponge you down Save the crops and the bodies from illness from pestilence hunger and war I journey each night like a Saint to stand on this straw floor our uniforms are loose they look flimsy night black shadows under the peaks of our caps shaved up to Augost I still hear them singing babaloo babaloo Lemon Bloody Cola Lemon Bloody Cola Lemon Bloody Cola gonna sponge you down gonna sponge you down Hey you hey you This isn't through Opiate me just for me with my babaloo please don't you laugh? Manos arriba bien again and again again and again Lemon Bloody Cola Lemon Bloody Cola Lemon Bloody Cola gonna sponge you down gonna sponge you down I journey tonight I'm a saint to stand on this straw floor The tiles speckling darker and darker around my feet |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Spared
I've been spared All the nickling All the dimeing Spared I've been spared All the powder On a trumpet of Gabriel Don't play that song for me You won't play that song for me The riff with the swaddling hair Those sisters who never broke us The link missing at the rear And the halo, halo of locust Mama danced four feet away Papa danced four feet away In the rubbing and fusing The sealing and pivoting Gotta dance four feet away Spared I've been spared All the handle a body could handle Spared I've been spared All the powder on a Magdalene Mary Don't play that song for me You won't play that song for me Those threads you would never wear The sobbing that just might choke us Those tooth fairies wait till they get here And the halo, halo of locust I love this season without it's cleft Left hook to the right hook Right cross to the left I love this season this very night Right cross to the left foot Left hook to the right Mama danced four feet away Papa danced four feet away In the rubbing and fusing The sealing and pivoting Gotta dance four feet away |
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from Scott Walker - Tilit (2005)
Spared
I've been spared All the nickling All the dimeing Spared I've been spared All the powder On a trumpet of Gabriel Don't play that song for me You won't play that song for me The riff with the swaddling hair Those sisters who never broke us The link missing at the rear And the halo, halo of locust Mama danced four feet away Papa danced four feet away In the rubbing and fusing The sealing and pivoting Gotta dance four feet away Spared I've been spared All the handle a body could handle Spared I've been spared All the powder on a Magdalene Mary Don't play that song for me You won't play that song for me Those threads you would never wear The sobbing that just might choke us Those tooth fairies wait till they get here And the halo, halo of locust I love this season without it's cleft Left hook to the right hook Right cross to the left I love this season this very night Right cross to the left foot Left hook to the right Mama danced four feet away Papa danced four feet away In the rubbing and fusing The sealing and pivoting Gotta dance four feet away |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
You'll lose your way
A boy child rides upon your back Take him away Through mirrors dark and blessed with cracks Through forgotten courtyards Where you used to search for youth Old gets a new life Reach out you can touch it's true He's not a shadow of shadows Like you, you see Hearts hold on holding If you stay one, you'll stay free Go seek the lady Who will give, not take away Naked with stillness On the edge of dawn she stays Night starts to empty That's when her song begins She'll make you happy She'll take you deep within Window lights for wanderers Hide hard in your swollen eyes Echoes of laughter Hide in the cities thighs Love catch these fragments Swirling through the winds of night What can it cost To give a boy child back his sight Extensions through dimensions Leave you feeling cold and lame Boy child mustn't tremble 'cos he came without a name |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 4 (2002)
You'll lose your way
A boy child rides upon your back Take him away Through mirrors dark and blessed with cracks Through forgotten courtyards Where you used to search for youth Old gets a new life Reach out you can touch it's true He's not a shadow of shadows Like you, you see Hearts hold on holding If you stay one, you'll stay free Go seek the lady Who will give, not take away Naked with stillness On the edge of dawn she stays Night starts to empty That's when her song begins She'll make you happy She'll take you deep within Window lights for wanderers Hide hard in your swollen eyes Echoes of laughter Hide in the cities thighs Love catch these fragments Swirling through the winds of night What can it cost To give a boy child back his sight Extensions through dimensions Leave you feeling cold and lame Boy child mustn't tremble 'cos he came without a name |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
You'll lose your way
A boy child rides upon your back Take him away Through mirrors dark and blessed with cracks Through forgotten courtyards Where you used to search for youth Old gets a new life Reach out you can touch it's true He's not a shadow of shadows Like you, you see Hearts hold on holding If you stay one, you'll stay free Go seek the lady Who will give, not take away Naked with stillness On the edge of dawn she stays Night starts to empty That's when her song begins She'll make you happy She'll take you deep within Window lights for wanderers Hide hard in your swollen eyes Echoes of laughter Hide in the cities thighs Love catch these fragments Swirling through the winds of night What can it cost To give a boy child back his sight Extensions through dimensions Leave you feeling cold and lame Boy child mustn't tremble 'cos he came without a name |
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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
There's a butterfly circling the beach
Searching the rocks where you are He chooses your hair, and that's where he belongs For he's lost like a star Head down, reluctant and warm You give your thoughts to the sea Dark rivers your eyes belong to no-one Like a star Like a butterfly |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
There's a butterfly circling the beach
Searching the rocks where you are He chooses your hair, and that's where he belongs For he's lost like a star Head down, reluctant and warm You give your thoughts to the sea Dark rivers your eyes belong to no-one Like a star Like a butterfly |
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from Scott Walker - The Drift (2006)
"Milosevic couldn't care less if Bosnia was recognized" a laughing Dr. Karadzic later told a television interviewer. He said, "Caligula proclaimed his horse senator but the horse never took his seat."
Polish the fork and stick the fork in him Polish the fork and stick the fork in him Shinier still and stick the fork in him He's done boys he's done boys Where will you sleep my stomach My second stomach through the trees Handicapped Buzzing out on the steppes Spooking yourself in the breeze Somebody dies Somebody don't shave Ruminating the slimy stars Polish the fork and stick the fork in him Kad Tad -- Kad Tad -- Kad Tad Polish it more and stick the fork in him Kad Tad -- Kad Tad -- Kad Tad Shinier still and stick the fork in him He's done boys He's done boys Faces of the grass go lenghtening (oor) The lengthening faces through the ice and sun (ooor) Faces lengthen go lengthening faces Into lengthening faces from the branch to the grass With buried heads they stand in full view Eyes sliding of the faces up and up Slide up the faces and up the sun And up the faces go lengthening faces Eyes are sliding above the tall and peaceful grass Polish the fork and stick the fork in him Kad Tad -- Kad Tad -- Kad Tad Polish the fork and stick the fork in him Kad Tad -- Kad Tad -- Kad Tad Shinier still and stick the fork in him He's done boys He's done boys |
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from Scott Walker - The Drift (2006)
Birds
Birds This is not a cornhusk doll Dipped in blood in the moonlight Like would happen in America This is us Our eyesides snagged Dipped in mob in the daylight Like would happen in America The breasts are still heavy The legs long and straight The upper lip remains short The teeth are too small The eyeside is green The hair long and black Still coming through Still coming through She knows this room She can navigate it in the dark She entered the Palazzo at night by a side door To ascend to a lift in the upper floor She lies on the bed Looking up not yet seeing The signs of the zodiac painted in gold On the blue vaulted ceiling His enormous eyes as he arrives Coming nearer in the surrounding darkness His strange beliefs about the moon Its influence upon men of affairs The danger of its cold light on your face While you were sleeping She'll eclipse it with her head Stroke him 'til he sleeps Until he has nothing to do among men of affairs Sometime before dawn Her bare feet cross the floor She gazes from the window At the fountain in the courtyard Sometimes I feel like a swallow A swallow which by some mistake Has gotten into an attic And knocks its head against the walls in terror This is not a rabbit skinned With a body of silver Like would happen in America The breasts are still heavy The legs long and straight The upper lip remains short The teeth are too small The eyeside is green The hair long and black Still coming through Still coming through The mood soon changed In the clear morning air A man came up towards the body And poked it with a stick It rocked swiftly And twisted around at the end of the rope Finer than a hair from every side Finer than a hair Birds Birds This is just a cornhusk doll Dipped in blood in the moonlight This is just a cornhusk doll This morning in my room A little swallow was trapped It flew around desperately Until it fell exhausted on my bed I picked it up So as not to frighten it I opened the window Then I opened my hand |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Two (2002)
Come Next Spring
When all the world is new And fresh And green And fair Then I'll come home And I'll carry in my heart Just one prayer That I'll find room Still waiting for my arms We'll meet We'll kiss We'll cling And then once more Love will blossom as before Come Come on next spring And then once more Love will blossom as before Come next Next spring Come next spring |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
Hope for me, I hope for you,
We're snowdrops falling through the night. We'll melt away before we land, Two teardrops for somebody's hand. Follow me into just one more Spring. Copenhagen, you're the end, Gone and made me a child again. Warmed my feet beneath cold sheets, Dyed my hair with your sunny streets. Children aren't afraid to love And laugh when life amuses them. And our love is an antique song For children's carousels |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Hope for me, I hope for you,
We're snowdrops falling through the night. We'll melt away before we land, Two teardrops for somebody's hand. Follow me into just one more Spring. Copenhagen, you're the end, Gone and made me a child again. Warmed my feet beneath cold sheets, Dyed my hair with your sunny streets. Children aren't afraid to love And laugh when life amuses them. And our love is an antique song For children's carousels |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
Hope for me, I hope for you,
We're snowdrops falling through the night. We'll melt away before we land, Two teardrops for somebody's hand. Follow me into just one more Spring. Copenhagen, you're the end, Gone and made me a child again. Warmed my feet beneath cold sheets, Dyed my hair with your sunny streets. Children aren't afraid to love And laugh when life amuses them. And our love is an antique song For children's carousels |
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from Scott Walker - The Drift (2006)
"A moving aria
for a vanished style of mind A noble debut tackling vertiginous demands Has absence ever sounded so eloquent so sad I doubt it?" With an arm across the torso face on the nails with an arm across the torso face on the pale monkey nails "Touching the shattered lives it unearths A nocturne filled with glorious ideas A chilling exploration of erotic consumption" With an arm across the torso face on the nails with an arm across the torso face on the pale monkey nails Cossacks are charging in charging into fields of white roses Cossacks are charging in charging into fields of white roses "That's a nice suit" "That's a swanky suit" "Been a pope like no other" "I'm looking for a good cowboy" "A rare outcry makes you lead a larger life" "You could easily picture this in the current top ten" "Medieval savagery Calculated cruelty" "It's hard to pick the worst moment" Calculated cruelty" "It's hard to pick the worst moment" With an arm across the torso face on the nails with an arm across the torso face on the pale monkey nails |
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from Scott Walker - The Drift (2006)
What do Seoul/Sudan have in common?
Both start with an S Deep as a virus Little Mary Little Mary From scratchless I ascend Stamps tongue-swabbed Now embark for the Ivory Coast Chiming like mouse bells BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM At the birth of a vermin Holy Ghost Stars led to sky Lash led to eye Herpes to clit Then stopped Expect I'm carried by lanterns Expect I will follow the aerosol patterns Immunity won't feed on the bodies Bones closing Too soon at the tips Won't feed on the bodies From the fat black crocodile on the sand bar Can't swallow it then bury it From the voice flooded semen clotting to paste Can't swallow it then bury it And the jigger raps pits Darkness long Jigger raps pits BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM Shoes had to shine Splicing to swine Strain after strain after strain after strain Immunity Immunity Through the dominant wards and nurseries A flugleman moves In the lung-smeared slides and corridors A flugleman moves And his tune rises on the harvest clouds of dust Trading the wah-wah's for BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM Stars led to sky Toe led to thigh Rumor to breast Then stopped |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
The windows are ringing
shaking Night-nites for angels rattling throats up and down on a beam. Cooling the hearts cooling the plasma keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam The other side of a prowler the dead still search the living. At least there we did not not fail. Coming to in the overcast tracks are still flowing. At least there he does not wail. Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness move a circuit on the white and he can't feel a thing. Gone always alone to all you are never he climbs into your mouth when the windows ring. The windows are ringing shaking dead men for angels Hissing brains boiling up press't to the bone uncoils the wire whole night long bumping out thru the eye in knots. Sweet hot numbers sweet hots bumping out thru the eye on a wire of knots. Sweet hot numbers sweet hots bumping out thru the eye on a wire of knots. Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness move a circuit on the white and he can't feel a thing. Gone always alone to all you are never he climbs into your mouth when the windows ring. |
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from Scott Walker - Climate Of Hunter (2006)
The windows are ringing
shaking Night-nites for angels rattling throats up and down on a beam. Cooling the hearts cooling the plasma keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam The other side of a prowler the dead still search the living. At least there we did not not fail. Coming to in the overcast tracks are still flowing. At least there he does not wail. Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness move a circuit on the white and he can't feel a thing. Gone always alone to all you are never he climbs into your mouth when the windows ring. The windows are ringing shaking dead men for angels Hissing brains boiling up press't to the bone uncoils the wire whole night long bumping out thru the eye in knots. Sweet hot numbers sweet hots bumping out thru the eye on a wire of knots. Sweet hot numbers sweet hots bumping out thru the eye on a wire of knots. Psalms of your hands sung into the lateness move a circuit on the white and he can't feel a thing. Gone always alone to all you are never he climbs into your mouth when the windows ring. |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 4 (2002)
It's your bicycle bells and your Rembrandt swells
Your children alive and still breathing And your look of loss when you're coming across Makes me feel like a thief when you're bleeding Duchess Duchess Light up your candles for me Duchess Duchess Put all your love back in me I come listening I touch touching With the Persian sea running through your veins You shed your names with the seasons Still they all return with the last remains And they lay them before you like reasons With your shimmering dress it says no it says yes It says I've nothing left for conceiving Its your shiftless flesh and your old girl's grace Its your young girl's face that I'm breathing Duchess Duchess Light up your candles for me Duchess Duchess Duchess Put all the love back in me I am lying she is crying |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Swan
you glide above the thrashing Release the catches strain your wings behind your back Paint his eyes it'll never lick those eyes Smear the mouth all across the thready sky I tried to show ya but ya didn't want to go Ya know how to whistle put ya lips together and blow That's what it said that's what it said that's what it said Pledging my love pledging my love what if I'm only if I am only pledging my love Pledging my love pppledging my love what if I'm only if I am only pledging my love |
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from Scott Walker - Tilit (2005)
Swan
you glide above the thrashing Release the catches strain your wings behind your back Paint his eyes it'll never lick those eyes Smear the mouth all across the thready sky I tried to show ya but ya didn't want to go Ya know how to whistle put ya lips together and blow That's what it said that's what it said that's what it said Pledging my love pledging my love what if I'm only if I am only pledging my love Pledging my love pppledging my love what if I'm only if I am only pledging my love |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Do i hear
21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 This night you Are mistaken I'm a farmer In the city Dark farm Houses Against the Sky Every night I must wonder why Harness on the Left nail keeps Wrinkling wrinkling Then higher above Me - e e so o E e e so o o Can't go by A man from Rio Can't go by A man from Vigo Can't go by A man from Ostia Hey Ninetto Remember that Dream We talked about It So many times Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 And if i'm not Mistaken We can search From farm to Farm Dark farm houses Against our eyes Every night i Must realize Harness on the Left nail Keeps withering withering Then higher above Me e e so o E e e so o o Can't go by A man in This shirt Can't go by A man in That shirt Can't go by A man with brain Grass Go by his long Long eye Gas And i used To be a Citizen I never felt The pressure I knew nothing Of the horses Nothing of the Thresher Paulo Take me with You It was the Journey of A life Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 |
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from Scott Walker - Tilit (2005)
Do i hear
21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 This night you Are mistaken I'm a farmer In the city Dark farm Houses Against the Sky Every night I must wonder why Harness on the Left nail keeps Wrinkling wrinkling Then higher above Me - e e so o E e e so o o Can't go by A man from Rio Can't go by A man from Vigo Can't go by A man from Ostia Hey Ninetto Remember that Dream We talked about It So many times Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 And if i'm not Mistaken We can search From farm to Farm Dark farm houses Against our eyes Every night i Must realize Harness on the Left nail Keeps withering withering Then higher above Me e e so o E e e so o o Can't go by A man in This shirt Can't go by A man in That shirt Can't go by A man with brain Grass Go by his long Long eye Gas And i used To be a Citizen I never felt The pressure I knew nothing Of the horses Nothing of the Thresher Paulo Take me with You It was the Journey of A life Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 Do i hear 21 21 21 I'll give you 21 21 21 |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Walker Sings Jacques Brel (1991)
Oh I can see them now
Clutching a hankerchief And blowing me a kiss Discreetly asking how How came he died so young Or was he very old Is the body still warm Or is it already cold All doors are open wide They grope around inside At my desk my drawers my trunk There's nothing left to hide Some love letters are there And an old photograph They've laid my poor soul bare And now all they do is laugh Oh I can see them all So formal and so stiff Like a seargant at arms At a policeman's ball And everybody's pushing To be the first in line Their hearts upon their sleeves Like a ten cent valentine The old women are there Too old to give a damn They've brought along the kids Who don't know who I am They're thinking about the price of my funeral bouquet What they're thinking isn't nice For now they'll have to pay Oh I see all of you All of my phoney friends Who can't wait for it ends Who can't wait till it's through Oh I see all of you You've been laughing all these years Now all that you have left Are a few crocodile tears Ah you don't even know That you're entering your hell As you leave my cemetary You think you're doing well With that one who's at your side You're as proud as you can be Ah she's going to make you cry But not the way you cried for me Oh I can see me now So cold and so alone As the flowers slowly die In my field of little bones Oh I can see me now I can see me at the end Of this voyage that I/m on Without a love without a friend Now all this that I see Is not what I deserve They really have a nerve To say these things to me No girls just bread and water And your money you must save For there'll be nothing left for us When you're dead and in your grave |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
Oh I can see them now
Clutching a hankerchief And blowing me a kiss Discreetly asking how How came he died so young Or was he very old Is the body still warm Or is it already cold All doors are open wide They grope around inside At my desk my drawers my trunk There's nothing left to hide Some love letters are there And an old photograph They've laid my poor soul bare And now all they do is laugh Oh I can see them all So formal and so stiff Like a seargant at arms At a policeman's ball And everybody's pushing To be the first in line Their hearts upon their sleeves Like a ten cent valentine The old women are there Too old to give a damn They've brought along the kids Who don't know who I am They're thinking about the price of my funeral bouquet What they're thinking isn't nice For now they'll have to pay Oh I see all of you All of my phoney friends Who can't wait for it ends Who can't wait till it's through Oh I see all of you You've been laughing all these years Now all that you have left Are a few crocodile tears Ah you don't even know That you're entering your hell As you leave my cemetary You think you're doing well With that one who's at your side You're as proud as you can be Ah she's going to make you cry But not the way you cried for me Oh I can see me now So cold and so alone As the flowers slowly die In my field of little bones Oh I can see me now I can see me at the end Of this voyage that I/m on Without a love without a friend Now all this that I see Is not what I deserve They really have a nerve To say these things to me No girls just bread and water And your money you must save For there'll be nothing left for us When you're dead and in your grave |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 4 (2002)
Get Behind Me
It's the signs as we see them There's no thresholds at all There's no vows to be broken As we rise, or we fall There's no noise high above us As the moon turns in space Just the face of a lady Who we loved for her grace Get behind me, Get behind me Won't you bend my ear again I really need a friend Get behind me, Get behind me Remind me to remind me Not to go back there again When the threads of dark moments Start to tremble with sound And an almost formed whisper dies The boundaries surround We keep reaching beyond us Through the shape shifting clouds Why ain't I like you brother, So electric, so proud Get behind me, Get behind me Won't you bend my ear again I really need a friend Get behind me, Get behind me Remind me to remind me Not to go back there again Set us free of this feeling So we'll be once again So we won't feel the gravity of time And the face in the faces Of the loves we move through Reappears in original design Get behind me, Get behind me Won't you bend my ear again I really need a friend Get behind me, Get behind me Remind me to remind me Not to go back there again |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 4 (2002)
He's a hero of the war
All the neighborhood is talkin' 'bout your son Mrs. Reiley get his medals Hand them 'round to everyone Show his gun to all the children in the street It's too bad he can't shake hands or move his feet He's a hero of the war You can see his picture in the local news Mrs. Reiley seems the girl next door is nowhere to be found Once you couldn't keep that boy from hangin' 'round Never mind dear, you're with your mum once more He's a hero of the war Like his dad he gave his life the war before It was tragic how you almost died of pain when he was born With no husband there beside you through it all Ring the bell if you get hungry or you fall You're a hero of the war Why those teardrops on your cheek? it's so absurd Feelin' empty it's the emptiness of heroes like your son And what made him leave his mother for a gun Driven forward driven back and nothing more He's a hero of the war |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
He's a hero of the war
All the neighborhood is talkin' 'bout your son Mrs. Reiley get his medals Hand them 'round to everyone Show his gun to all the children in the street It's too bad he can't shake hands or move his feet He's a hero of the war You can see his picture in the local news Mrs. Reiley seems the girl next door is nowhere to be found Once you couldn't keep that boy from hangin' 'round Never mind dear, you're with your mum once more He's a hero of the war Like his dad he gave his life the war before It was tragic how you almost died of pain when he was born With no husband there beside you through it all Ring the bell if you get hungry or you fall You're a hero of the war Why those teardrops on your cheek? it's so absurd Feelin' empty it's the emptiness of heroes like your son And what made him leave his mother for a gun Driven forward driven back and nothing more He's a hero of the war |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Walker Sings Jacques Brel (1991)
If you go away
On this summer day Then you might as well Take the sun away All the birds that flew In the summer sky When our love was new And our hearts were high And the day was young And the night was long And the moon stood still For the night bird's song If you go away But if you stay I'll make you a day Like no day has been Or will be again We'll sail the sun We'll ride on the rain And talk to the trees And worship the wind Then if you go I'll understand Leave me just enough love To fill up my hand If you go away As I know you will You must tell the world To stop turning, turning 'til you return again If you ever do For what good is love Without loving you? Can I tell you now As you turn to go I'll be dying slowly 'til the next hello But if you stay I'll make you a night Like no night has been Or will be again I'll sail on your smile I'll glide on your touch I'll talk to your eyes That I love so much But if you go I won't cry Though the good is gone From the word goodbye If you go away As I know you must There'll be nothing left In this world to trust Just an empty room Full of empty space Like the empty look I see on your face And I'd have been the shadow Of your shadow If it might have kept me By your side |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
If you go away
On this summer day Then you might as well Take the sun away All the birds that flew In the summer sky When our love was new And our hearts were high And the day was young And the night was long And the moon stood still For the night bird's song If you go away But if you stay I'll make you a day Like no day has been Or will be again We'll sail the sun We'll ride on the rain And talk to the trees And worship the wind Then if you go I'll understand Leave me just enough love To fill up my hand If you go away As I know you will You must tell the world To stop turning, turning 'til you return again If you ever do For what good is love Without loving you? Can I tell you now As you turn to go I'll be dying slowly 'til the next hello But if you stay I'll make you a night Like no night has been Or will be again I'll sail on your smile I'll glide on your touch I'll talk to your eyes That I love so much But if you go I won't cry Though the good is gone From the word goodbye If you go away As I know you must There'll be nothing left In this world to trust Just an empty room Full of empty space Like the empty look I see on your face And I'd have been the shadow Of your shadow If it might have kept me By your side |
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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
If you go away
On this summer day Then you might as well Take the sun away All the birds that flew In the summer sky When our love was new And our hearts were high And the day was young And the night was long And the moon stood still For the night bird's song If you go away But if you stay I'll make you a day Like no day has been Or will be again We'll sail the sun We'll ride on the rain And talk to the trees And worship the wind Then if you go I'll understand Leave me just enough love To fill up my hand If you go away As I know you will You must tell the world To stop turning, turning 'til you return again If you ever do For what good is love Without loving you? Can I tell you now As you turn to go I'll be dying slowly 'til the next hello But if you stay I'll make you a night Like no night has been Or will be again I'll sail on your smile I'll glide on your touch I'll talk to your eyes That I love so much But if you go I won't cry Though the good is gone From the word goodbye If you go away As I know you must There'll be nothing left In this world to trust Just an empty room Full of empty space Like the empty look I see on your face And I'd have been the shadow Of your shadow If it might have kept me By your side |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
If you go away
On this summer day Then you might as well Take the sun away All the birds that flew In the summer sky When our love was new And our hearts were high And the day was young And the night was long And the moon stood still For the night bird's song If you go away But if you stay I'll make you a day Like no day has been Or will be again We'll sail the sun We'll ride on the rain And talk to the trees And worship the wind Then if you go I'll understand Leave me just enough love To fill up my hand If you go away As I know you will You must tell the world To stop turning, turning 'til you return again If you ever do For what good is love Without loving you? Can I tell you now As you turn to go I'll be dying slowly 'til the next hello But if you stay I'll make you a night Like no night has been Or will be again I'll sail on your smile I'll glide on your touch I'll talk to your eyes That I love so much But if you go I won't cry Though the good is gone From the word goodbye If you go away As I know you must There'll be nothing left In this world to trust Just an empty room Full of empty space Like the empty look I see on your face And I'd have been the shadow Of your shadow If it might have kept me By your side |
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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
If time were not a moving thing
And I could make it stay This hour of love we share Would always be There'd be no coming day To shine a morning light And make us realize our night is over When you walk away from me There is no place to put my hand Except to shade my eyes against the sun That rises over the land I watch you walk away Somehow I have to let you go Cause it's over If you knew just how I really feel You might return and yet There are so many times That people have to love and then forget Oh there might have been a way somehow I have to force myself to say It's over So I turn my back, Turn my collar to the wind Move along in silence Trying not to think at all I set my feet before me Walk the silent street before me Now it's over If time were not a moving thing And I could make you stay This hour of love we share Would always be There'd be no coming day To shine a morning light And make us realize our night is over It's over |
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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
It's raining today
and I'm just about to forget the train window girl That wonderful day we met She smiles through the smoke from my cigarette It's raining today But once there was summer and you And dark little rooms And sleep in late afternoons Those moments descend on my windowpane I've hung around too long Listenin' to the old landlady's hard-luck stories You out of me, me out of you We go like lovers To replace the empty space Repeat our dreams to someone new It's raining today And I watch the cellophane streets No hang-ups for me 'Cause hang-ups need company The street corner girl's a cold trembling leaf It's raining today It's raining today |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
It's raining today
and I'm just about to forget the train window girl That wonderful day we met She smiles through the smoke from my cigarette It's raining today But once there was summer and you And dark little rooms And sleep in late afternoons Those moments descend on my windowpane I've hung around too long Listenin' to the old landlady's hard-luck stories You out of me, me out of you We go like lovers To replace the empty space Repeat our dreams to someone new It's raining today And I watch the cellophane streets No hang-ups for me 'Cause hang-ups need company The street corner girl's a cold trembling leaf It's raining today It's raining today |