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sexta-feira, 4 de agosto de 2023
James - Crescendo
Oh, it's a late show
Oh, it's, it's it's a late show
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
Swallowing me
Bow down, bow down with someone
Bow down, bow down with somewhere
It's, it's, it's a better than me
It's, it's, it's a better than me
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
Bow down, bow down with somewhere
Bow down, bow down with someone
It's, it's, it's a better than me
It's, it's, it's a better than me
Oh, it's a late show
Oh, it's, it's it's a late show
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
I'm afraid of loneliness swallowing me
Hula-hey-rey, hula-hey-rey, hula-hey-rey, hula-hey-rey
Hula-hey-rey, hula-hey-rey, hula-hey-rey, hula-hey-rey
Are you swallowing me?
Are you swallowing me?
Are you swallowing me?
Are you swallowing me?
Swallowing me
Swallowing me
Swallowing me
Swallowing me
terça-feira, 21 de abril de 2020
James - Come Home [Flood Mix]
It's that time again when I lose my friends
Go walkabout, I've got the bends from pressure
This is a testing time when the choice is mine
Am I a fool for love or foolish with desire
You can throw him out, you can spit on him
Call what he does a sin if it makes you feel better
And I can't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
After thirty years I've become my fears
I've become the kind of man I've always hated
I am pulled apart, and my swollen heart
Has flipped out of the pan into the fire
I am in love insane with a sense of shame
That I threw stones at the condemned and now I'm slated
And I don't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
But the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
segunda-feira, 11 de março de 2019
James - How Was It For You?
Well they said you are as good as you look but that would be impossible
For you look better than the face of God on a sunny day
You look good enough to eat but I've had a bellyful
And now I have this bill I don't wanna pay
How was it for you?
Do you really need that drink to disarm defences
Can you never face the flak when you're in control
Well I don't believe my luck I am defenceless
Do with me what you want but don't tell a soul
Don't tell my soul
How was it for you?
If you ain't out of your head can you ever enjoy yourself
But if you ain't ni your head then who's at home?
I'm so possessed by sex I could destroy my health
We could be dancing over coals and we'd never know
We'd never know
How was it for you?
Where did you get those clothes
Are you sure they're still fashionable?
The sell-by date on the label says says '68
Where did you steal those riffs and that bad attitude
You are travelling back in time to an altered state
How was it for you?
Was it as good as it was for me
Well that's the best it's ever been
And you're the best I've ever seen
How was it for you?
How was it for you?
domingo, 15 de abril de 2018
James - God Only Knows
You may say I am cynical, but I say man is flawed
He has a vague memory of like before some fall
Behaving like a reptile, but talks of walking tall
If God is in his image, the Almighty must be small
Swaggart has been caught with his trousers 'round his knees
After damning me and you to Hell for eternity
Sex and power and money is the prayer of these priests
They bribe their way past Heaven's gates and steal a set of keys
God only, God only, God only knows
God only, God only, God only knows
God only, God only, God only knows
God only, God only, God only knows
My Guru has been sleeping with adepts and with sheep
While I was fucking celibate, self-righteous in belief
Yesterday he was God, now he is a creep
We fell upon each other starving for belief
God only, God only, God only knows
God only, God only, God only knows
God only, God only, God only knows
God only, God only, God only knows
I speak in the name of God
I speak in the name of that White Haired
Old Man in the clouds, always a man
Dispensing lightening justice from His fingertips
Watching you every second of the day
Just waiting for you to fuck up
I speak in the name of God
I'm His intermediary
I'm a Mollah, I'm a Priest, I'm a Vicar
If you want to go to God
You have to come through me
Because my God is bigger than your God
My God is bigger than your God
My God is the only way
Is Heaven full, oh Lord, of these babbling preachers
All these self-righteous, self-appointed prophets
Because if so, I know where I'd rather be
Away from this cacophony
Away from this cacophony
Away from this cacophony
Cacophony, cacophony, cacophony
Cacophony, cacophony, cacophony
God only knows
God only knows
terça-feira, 17 de dezembro de 2013
James - Sit Down
I'll sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can't keep
Inside of the day
Swing from high to deep
Extremes of sweet and sour
Hope that God exists
I hope I pray
Drawn by the undertow
My life is out of control
I believe this wave will bear my weight
So let it flow
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy
Now I'm relieved to hear
That you've been to some far out places
It's hard to carry on
When you feel all alone
Now I've swung back down again
It's worse than it was before
If I hadn't seen such riches
I could live with being poor
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy
Those who feel the breath of sadness
Sit down next to me
Those who find they're touched by madness
Sit down next to me
Those who find themselves ridiculous
Sit down next to me
Love, in fear, in hate, in tears
Down
Down
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy
Oh sit down
Sit down next to me
Sit down, down, down, down, down
In sympathy
Down
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