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from Velvet Goldmine (벨벳 골드 마인) by Carter Burwell [ost] (1999)
Oh I was moved by your screen dream
Celluloid pictures living Your death could not kill our love for you Take two people romantic Smoky nightclub situation Your cigarette traces a ladder Here´s looking at you kid Celebrate years Here´s looking at you kid Wipe away tears Long time since we´re together Now I hope it´s forever Ideal love flies away now White jacket moon black tie wings too You gave her away to the hero Words don´t express my meaning Notes could not spell out the score But finding not keeping´s the lesson Here´s looking at you kid Hard to forget Here´s looking at you kid At least not yet Your memory stays It lingers ever Will fade away never |
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from Velvet Goldmine (벨벳 골드 마인) by Carter Burwell [ost] (1999)
You´ve got me girl
on the run around run around You´ve got me all around town You´re got me girl on the run around And it´s getting me down, getting me down Lady if you want to find a lover Then you look no further For I´m gonna be your only Searching at the start of the season And my only reason Is that I´ll get to you I´ll find some way of connection Hiding my intention Then I´ll move up close to you I´ll use you and I´ll confuse you And the I´ll lose you But still you won´t suspect me |
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from Velvet Goldmine (벨벳 골드 마인) by Carter Burwell [ost] (1999)
Baby's On Fire
Better throw her in the water Look at her laughing Like a heifer to the slaughter Baby's On Fire And all the laughing boys are bitching Waiting for photos Oh the plot is so bewitching Rescuers row, row Do your best to change the subject Blow the wind blow, blow Lend some assistance to the object Photographers snip-snap Take your time she's only burning This kind of experience Is necessary for her learning If you'd be my flotsam I could be half the man I used to They said you were hot stuff And that's what baby's been reduced to Juanita and Juan Very clever with maracas Making their fortune Selling second-hand tobaccos Juan dances at Chico's And when the clients are addicted He empties their ashtrays And pockets all that he's collected But baby's on fire And all the instruments agree that Her temperature's rising But any idiot would know that |
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from Velvet Goldmine (벨벳 골드 마인) by Carter Burwell [ost] (1999)
Well this is such A sad affair
I've opened up my heart So many times But now it's closed Oh my dear Every salted tear It wrings Bitter-sweet applause But when the show's in full swing Every once in a while High stepping chorus lines Mean I'm forgetting Mein lullaby - liebchen How rich in contrast Love can be Sometimes I'm quite amused To see it twist and turn To taste - both sweet and dry These vintage years! Lovers you consume, my friend As others their wine Nein, dass ist nicht Das Ende der Welt Gestrandet an Leben und Kunst Und das Spiel geht weiter Wie man weiss Noch viele Schoenste ... Wiedersehn And now, as you turn to leave You try to force a smile As if to compensate Then you break down and cry |
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from Velvet Goldmine (벨벳 골드 마인) by Carter Burwell [ost] (1999)
Gee, but it's hard
When one lowers one's guard to the vultures Now, me I regard it A torturous hardship that smoulders Like a peppermint eaten away Will I fight? Will I swagger, or sway? Tee hee, milady She cries like a baby Scold us See her tumbling down See her tumbling down Heil to the monkey We're having a funky reunion Wasted and sunk he can only have Sunday communion He's got nicotine stains in his eyes He's got nothing to protect but his pride Oh smothered a kiss Or be drowned in blissful confusion See her tumbling down See her tumbling down |
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