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Альбом Inspiral Carpets


Life (1990)
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One day soon you'll find me gone, have no idea of where I am
Search and search with no success, nightmares return each day

YOU ARE THE REAL THING (YOU ARE THE REAL THING)
YOU KEEP ME WAITING (YOU KEEP ME WAITING)
YOU ARE THE REAL THING (YOU ARE THE REAL THING)
YOU KEEP ME ASKING FOR MORE

Then you'll find me laughing at what you said behind their backs
Find the truth about it funny, find it so hard to take

YOU ARE THE REAL THING (YOU ARE THE REAL THING)
YOU KEEP ME WAITING (YOU KEEP ME WAITING)
YOU ARE THE REAL THING (YOU ARE THE REAL THING)
YOU KEEP ME ASKING FOR MORE

We play those games too often, we play out strangers in the bed
You search for something different, put the gun right to my head

YOU ARE THE REAL THING (YOU ARE THE REAL THING)
YOU KEEP ME WAITING (YOU KEEP ME WAITING)
YOU ARE THE REAL THING (YOU ARE THE REAL THING)
YOU KEEP ME ASKING FOR MORE

YOU ARE THE REAL THING (YOU ARE THE REAL THING)
YOU KEEP ME WAITING (YOU KEEP ME WAITING)
YOU ARE THE REAL THING (YOU ARE THE REAL THING)
YOU KEEP ME ASKING FOR MORE
(REAL THING) YOU ARE THE REAL THING (X4)

. . .


See the man in the corner of the tap room
The froth from the beer is on his lip
And it's rose-coloured where the skin is glowing
And the domino is at his fingertip
And he prays each night that his family's alright
And he's got work

See the lollipop lady by the roadside
Some days, the kids are so hard to control
But they bring her lots of presents on her birthday
And their little faces make her feel so old
And she prays each night that her family's alright
And she's got work

STRANGE AS IT MAY SEEM, WE ALL PRAY FOR SIMPLE THINGS
STRANGERS SHARE YOUR DREAMS, WHO KNOWS WHAT THEIR PRAYERS WILL BRING?
LOVE AND HEALTH IS ALL, TIL YOU FALTER IN YOUR STEPS AND FALL
WE ALL LIVE ON DREAMS

See the lad on the Saturday terraces
With his collar pulled up around his chin
His side is two goals down and playing lousy
But he still believes his team is gonna win
And he prays each night that his family's alright
And he's got work

STRANGE AS IT MAY SEEM, WE ALL PRAY FOR SIMPLE THINGS
STRANGERS SHARE YOUR DREAMS, WHO KNOWS WHAT THEIR PRAYERS WILL BRING?
LOVE AND HEALTH IS ALL, TIL YOU FALTER IN YOUR STEPS AND FALL
WE ALL LIVE ON DREAMS

STRANGE AS IT MAY SEEM, WE ALL PRAY FOR SIMPLE THINGS
STRANGERS SHARE YOUR DREAMS, WHO KNOWS WHAT THEIR PRAYERS WILL BRING?
LOVE AND HEALTH IS ALL, TIL YOU FALTER IN YOUR STEPS AND FALL
WE ALL LIVE ON DREAMS

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Husband don't know what he's done
Kids don't know what's wrong with mum
She can't say, they can't see, putting it down to another bad day
Daddy don't know what he's done
Kids don't know what's wrong with mum

So this is how it feels to be lonely
this is how it feels to be small
this is how it feels when your word
means nothing at all

There's a funeral in the town, some guy from the top estate
Seems they found him under a train, and yet he had it all on a plate

So this is how it feels to be lonely
this is how it feels to be small
this is how it feels when your word
means nothing at all


Husband don't know what he's done
Kids don't know what's wrong with mum
She can't say, they can't see, putting it down to another bad day

So this is how it feels to be lonely
this is how it feels to be small
this is how it feels when your word
means nothing at all

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I read it in a book in school, I read it with "Janet and John"
No matter how you know the man, you can't trust what he's on
Some time later when he's on his own
What once was muscle is now bone

I SEE A SKULL ON A STICK, I SEE A SKELETON WITH SKIN
I'M GETTING BY JUST THE BEST I CAN
WHILE YOU'RE DIRECTING TRAFFIK

You can't judge a man by his skin, or a book by the cover it's in
But I can't help feel it's true, the devil's got a hand on you
In a world of laughter where the madmen thrive
You're sewing up your death shroud from the inside

I SEE A SKULL ON A STICK, I SEE A SKELETON WITH SKIN
I'M GETTING BY JUST THE BEST I CAN
WHILE YOU'RE DIRECTING TRAFFIK

I read it in a book in school, I read it with "Janet and John"
No matter how you know the man, you can't trust what he's on
In a world of laughter where the madmen thrive
You're sewing up your death shroud from the inside

I SEE A SKULL ON A STICK, I SEE A SKELETON WITH SKIN
I'M GETTING BY JUST THE BEST I CAN
WHILE YOUR'E DIRECTING TRAFFIK

I SEE A SKULL ON A STICK, I SEE A SKELETON WITH SKIN
I'M GETTING BY JUST THE BEST I CAN
WHILE YOU'RE DIRECTING TRAFFIK

(I SEE A SKULL ON A STICK, I SEE A SKELETON WITH SKIN)
I'M GETTING BY JUST THE BEST I CAN
WHILE YOU'RE DIRECTING TRAFFIK

MAN!

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I'm too tired to listen to anything you say
When I see you tomorrow, I will have the sense to say
Too much
You always say too much (X3)

I AM MOVING ON, I AM PASSING BY
I AM MOVING ON, YOU ARE RIGHT BESIDES

I don't want to watch you, all the stupid things you say
All the time adds up to nothing, everything you do or say
Too much
It always costs too much (X3)

I AM MOVING ON, I AM PASSING BY
I AM MOVING ON, YOU ARE RIGHT BESIDES

I won't ask you questions, time will pass you by
Let alone in this world, you are the strangest one
Too much
You always say too much (X3)

I AM MOVING ON, I AM PASSING BY
I AM MOVING ON, YOU ARE RIGHT BESIDES ME

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You try to move on in me, I sense and now I can see
It's all what you can do for me
So far and so long away now, found another home, I'm happy
It's all what I can do for you

IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS, ALTHOUGH YOU DON'T DESERVE
IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS, IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS NOW

I tried to get away but, all of the time you follow
It's just a moth to a flame
It's getting way hard to live here, It's getting too hard to see you
This is what you have done to me

IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS, ALTHOUGH YOU DON'T DESERVE
IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS, IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS NOW

IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS (MANY HAPPY RETURNS)
ALTHOUGH YOU DON'T DESERVE (MANY HAPPY RETURNS)
IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS (MANY HAPPY RETURNS)
IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS NOW

IT'S MANY HAPPY RETURNS (MANY HAPPY RETURNS) (X4)

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Memories Of You

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Wake up, wake up, this must be some kind of fear
In the short time that I have got to know you
I have found here a wrong way to go about it
It's just this fear, the fear I have to go about you
You should learn to walk, should learn to walk before you crawl (4x)

(HERE SHE COMES) SHE COMES IN THE FALL
(AND YOU SHOULD LEARN) TO WALK BEFORE YOU CRAWL
(HERE SHE COMES NOW) ARMS DANCE TOGETHER IN THE FALL
YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL

Back she returns there, he's always sat in the same chair
All you feel is the harder edge and the heat
I have found here a wrong way to go about it
It's just this fear, the fear I have to go about you

(You should learn to walk, should learn to walk before you crawl) She comes in fall (3x)
(You should learn to walk, should learn to walk before you crawl)

(HERE SHE COMES) SHE COMES IN THE FALL
(AND YOU SHOULD LEARN) TO WALK BEFORE YOU CRAWL
(HERE SHE COMES NOW) ALL COMES TOGETHER IN THE FALL
YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL

(You should learn to walk, should learn to walk before you crawl) She comes in fall (3x)
(You should learn to walk, should learn to walk before you crawl)

(HERE SHE COMES) SHE COMES IN THE FALL
(AND YOU SHOULD LEARN) TO WALK BEFORE YOU CRAWL
(HERE SHE COMES NOW) ARMS DANCE TOGETHER IN THE FALL
YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL, YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL
YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL, YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL

(HERE SHE COMES) SHE COMES IN THE FALL
(AND YOU SHOULD LEARN) TO WALK BEFORE YOU CRAWL
(HERE SHE COMES NOW) ARMS DANCE TOGETHER IN THE FALL
YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL
YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL, YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL
YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL, YOU DON'T WALK, YOU CRAWL
HERE SHE COMES

. . .


So very hot up in your room, a man can feel the danger
And you tell me, "it'll be soon", so I control my anger
Thought you said there's no danger here, that's when I can see your fear

THE MONKEY (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
ON MY BACK (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
IS BLEEDING (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
THE MONKEY ON MY BACK IS BLEEDING
THE MONKEY ON MY BACK IS BLEEDING

I'll try to tell you how I feel, it's got me counting the hours
It's not so unreal if you've got the special powers
Won't ever see the morning light, don't tell me it ain't right

THE MONKEY (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
ON MY BACK (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
IS BLEEDING (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
THE MONKEY ON MY BACK IS BLEEDING
THE MONKEY ON MY BACK IS BLEEDING

MONKEY (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
ON MY BACK (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
IS BLEEDING (THERE'S A MONKEY ON MY BACK)
THE MONKEY ON MY BACK IS BLEEDING
THE MONKEY ON MY BACK IS BLEEDING

. . .


You wrote you love me, well that's fine
But now you're gone, and the sun, it don't shine
One thing's for certain, it was good fun
But now you're gone, there is no sun

NOW THE SUN, IT DON'T SHINE
BECAUSE I KNOW, YOU ARE NOT MINE

The first kiss, in your arms
You were the victim of nobody's charms
We had something good, we can't take away
Will you see me tomorrow, well who can say?

NOW THE SUN, IT DON'T SHINE
BECAUSE I KNOW, YOU ARE NOT MINE

I speak in words that you can understand
So why should it be that you won't hold my hand?
You burnt me, just like a fire
There's no love, and here, there's no desire

NOW THE SUN, IT DON'T SHINE
BECAUSE I KNOW, YOU ARE NOT MINE

NOW THE SUN, IT DON'T SHINE
BECAUSE I KNOW, YOU ARE NOT MINE

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She'll speak of colours, I don't even know
She'll speak to me, then she won't show
The picture of you, inside my head

THE PICTURE OF YOU, INSIDE MY HEAD
HAS JUST, BEEN BURNED

She speaks a language, I've never heard
Keeps me guessing, every word
The picture of you, inside my head

THE PICTURE OF YOU, INSIDE MY HEAD
HAS JUST, BEEN BURNED

We're gonna be together very soon
And I will not be dancing by the light of the moon
Don't tell me you don't care for me
'Cause that'd be the way it was meant... to... be...

She talks of things, I've never seen
Takes me places, that I've never been
The picture of you, inside my head

THE PICTURE OF YOU, INSIDE MY HEAD
HAS JUST...!

. . .


Lying around, there's no need to lie
First it's in your heart, then it's in your eyes
Lie down the line, you can't take the truth
The way I am, I can't feel you move

I can't feel you move, I can't feel you move

Layers of skin I can't touch within
Heard it in your voice, read it in your eyes
Lie down the line, you can't take the truth
My head is sore, I can't feel you move

I can't feel you move, I can't feel you move

Running around, there's no need to lie
First it's in your heart, then it's in your eyes

I can't feel you move, I can't feel you move
I can't feel you move

. . .


You once had a home, a job, a family and pride
But we all have a price we'll pay when things go wrong inside
Don't wear diamonds, and now you don't wear gold
And in the bruises on your face, there's stories to be told
In the shadow of cold stone, freezing to the bone
But you keep a warm fire burning in your soul
'Cause you're gonna spend a black night, console a sad man
In a hungry city with a million hungry hearts

When you stand in Sackville
It's a different world from the one
You knew where little boys meet little girls

As you tread your path through a jaundiced corridor
Where each day has no beginning and no end
There are those out here who claim to be so good
I suspect that Jesus holidayed in hell
Oh, what you'd do for a hot drink or a warm coat
Oh, what you'd give for a means to get you outta here
It rains upon your head, lines on your face become
Rivers into which you cry your secret tears, secret tears
Secret tears, secret tears

(When you) when you stand in Sackville
(Stand in) it's a different world from the one (Sackville)
You knew where little boys meet little girls (trembling)

The first night we saw ya, we were laughing at ya
We were hanging on the side of the Cortina
Oh yeah, you seemed so strong, stronger than a man could ever be
Laughing with your sisters in the rain
Dancing on a curbstone, when last you saw her
But when the trick goes wrong, there's no one there to help her
There's not a thing that I can do about it
I guess I'll just go home and write a song about it
Song about it, write about it, write about it

(When you) when you stand in Sackville
(Stand in) it's a different world from the one (Sackville)
You knew where little boys meet little girls (trembling)
It's a cold and trembling girl (cold and)
Leans into a strange car (trembling)
Nods unspoken words to an unseen driver sitting there
(Girl in Sackville)

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