Music World
 
Исполнители:
 
 
 
English versionSwitch to English 
Pearl Jam
Pearl Jam


Информация
Откуда Seattle, Washington, United States
Жанры Alternative Rock
Grunge
Годы 1990—н.в.
Лейблы Epic Records
Universal
J Records
См. также Red Hot Chili Peppers
Neil Young
Soundgarden
Temple of the Dog
Mad Season
Green River
Bad Radio
Mother Love Bone
Brad
Hovercraft
Wellwater Conspiracy
Three Fish
The Rockfords
Сайт Website
Состав
Eddie Vedder
Mike McCready
Stone Gossard
Jeff Ament
Matt Cameron
Бывшие участники
Jack Irons
Dave Krusen
Matt Chamberlain
Dave Abbruzzese



Music World  →  Тексты песен  →  P  →  Pearl Jam  →  Дискография  →  Ten

Альбом Pearl Jam


Ten (27.08.1991)
27.08.1991
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.
11.
12.
Alive (live)
13.
14.
15.
. . .


(Vedder, Gossard)

Ooo...
I admit it. What's to say? Yeah.
I'll relive it without pain. Mmmm.
Back street lover on the side of the road.
I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode.
I got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes. I play.

Once upon a time I could control myself.
Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah.

Oh, try and mimic what's insane. Ooh.
I am in it, where do I stand? (Stand, stand.)
Oh, Indian summer and I hate the heat.
I got a back street lover on the passenger seat.
I got my hand in my pocket, so determined, discreet. I pray.

Once upon a time I could control myself.
Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah waa.

You think I got my eyes closed but I've been looking at you the whole fucking time.

Ooh, once upon a time I could control myself. Yeah.
Once upon a time I could lose myself. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Once upon a time I could love myself. Yeah.
Once upon a time I could love you. Yeah, yeah.
Once... (x4)
Yeah. Once... Once, yeah... Yeah.
Yeah... Yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Oww...

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard)

Freezing. Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete. Again.
Oh, Feeling maybe he'll see a little better set a days. Ooh yeah.
Oh, hand out faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar. Ooh yeah.
Oh, dark grin. He can't help when his happy looks insane. Ooh.

Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies.
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah. Ooh.
Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again.
Life again. Life again.

Kneeling. Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read. Ooh yeah.
Oh, praying now to something that has never showed him anything.
Oh, feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way.
Oh, ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame. Yeah.

Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies.
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away.
Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again.
Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away.
Him away. Him away.
Yeah.
Woo. Ah Yeah. Fuck your money.

Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies.
Oh, he don't know so he chases them away.
A-someday yet he'll begin his life again. Yeah.
Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away.
Him away. Him away.
Yeah.
Woo. Uh huh yeah. Yeah yeah, momma mommy.

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard)

"Son," she said, "Have I got a little story for you.
What you thought was your daddy was nothing but a...
While you were sitting home alone at age thirteen your real daddy was dying.
Sorry you didn't see him but I'm glad we talked."

Oh, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, ooh.

Oh, she walks slowly across a young man's room.
She said, "I'm ready for you."
Why I can't remember anything to this very day?
'Cept the look. The look.
Oh, you know where. Now I can't see I just stare.

I... I'm still alive.
Hey I... But, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Boy, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Yeah.
Ooh yeah. Yeah yeah yeah. Oh. Ooh.

"Is something wrong?" She said. Of course there is.
"You're still alive." She said. Oh, and do I deserve to be?
Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers? Who answers!

I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey I... But, I'm still alive.
Yeah I... Ooh, I'm still alive.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Woh uh huhu. Yeah uh huhu. Ohh woh uh huhu. Yeah uh huhu. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

. . .


(Vedder, Ament)

She scratches a letter into a wall made of stone.
Maybe someday another child won't feel as alone as she does.
It's been two years and counting since they put her in this place.
She's been diagnosed by some stupid fuck and mommy agrees. Yeah.
Whoa. Yeah. Hey yeah

Why go home? (x3)

She seems to be stronger but what they want her to be is weak.
She could play pretend. She could join the game, boy.
She could be another clone.
Ooh. Whoa. Ah yeah. Ooh.

Why go home? (x4)
What you taught me put me here. Don't come visit. Mother, sing me.

Woa ooh.
Why go home? (x4)
What you taught me put me here. Don't come visit. Mother, mother, yeah.
Why go home? (x7)
Whoa.

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard)

Hey ooh.
Sheets of empty canvas.
Untouched sheets of clay were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul. As the earth to the sun.
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn.
Ooh, and all I taught her was everything.
Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore.

And now my bitter hands shade beneath the clouds of what was everything.
All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed every day.

I take a walk outside. I'm surrounded by some kids at play.
Oh, I can feel their laughter. Oh, so why do I sear?
Ooh, and twisted thoughts that spin around my head.
I'm spinning. Oh, I'm spinning.
How quick the sun can drop away.

And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything.
All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed everything.
All the love gone bad turned my world to black.
Tattooed all I see. All that I am. All I'll be. Yeah.

Uh huh... Uh huh... Ooh.
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life.
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky but why, why, why can't it be, oh, can't it be mine?
Oh... Ohh yeah oh.
Do do do do do do do (x20 total) Yeah... Yeah...
Hi. (x6)
Yeah. (x3)

. . .


(Vedder, Ament)

At home drawing pictures of mountain tops with him on top.
Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a V.
And the dead lay in pools of maroon below.

Daddy didn't give attention, oh, to the fact that mommy didn't care.
King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world.
Jeremy spoke in class today. (x2)

Clearly how I remember picking on the boy.
Seemed a harmless little fuck. Ooh, but we unleashed a lion.
Gnashed his teeth and bit the recess lady's breast.
How could I forget. And he hit me with a surprise left.
My jaw left hurting. Ooh, dropped wide open.
Just like the day, Oh, like the day I heard.

Daddy didn't give affection, no, and the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear.
King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world.
Jeremy spoke in class today. (x3)

Who? (x14)

Try to forget this. (try to forget this).
Try to erase this. (try to erase this).
From the blackboard.

Jeremy spoke in class today. (x2)
Jeremy spoke in, spoke in... (x2)
Jeremy spoke in class today.

Who? (x29)

Woohh... (spoke in, spoke in. Spoke in, spoke in.)
Woohh... (x2)
I... (x11) Yeah.
Uh huh. (x4)
Yeah.
Uh huh. (x10)

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard, Ament)

Hold on to the thread. The currents will shift glide me towards [you].
[You] know something's left.
And we're all allowed to dream of the next, oh ohh, of the next time we touch.
Oooh. (x3)

You don't have to stray the oceans away.
Waves roll in my thoughts. Hold tight the ring.
The sea will rise please stand by the shore.
Oh. Oh. Oh I will be, I will be there once more.
Oooh. (x3)
Uh huh. Oh. (x2)

. . .


(Vedder)

What the fuck is this world running to?
You didn't leave a message at least I coulda' learned your voice one last time.
Daily minefield this could be my time by you.
Would you hit me? (x2)
Ohh. Whoa oww.

All the bills go by and initiatives are taken up.
By the middle. There ain't gonna be any middle any more.
And the cross I'm bearing home ain't indicative of my place.
Left the porch. (x2)

Oh. Hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day.
Hold my hand. Walk beside me. I just need to say.

Uh huh. Uh huh yeah uh huh. Uh huh yeah uh huh.

Oh, hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day.
Hold my hand. Lie beside me. I just need to say.
I could not take a-just one day I know when I would not ever touch you, hold you, feel you in my arms.
Never again.
Yeah. (x12)

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard, Ament)

She don't wander in here. Don't wander in here. She, she don't wander in here. Don't wander in here.

The direction of the eye. So misleading.
The defection of the soul. Nauseously quick.
I don't question our existence.
I just question our modern needs.

She don't wander in here. Don't wander in here. She, she don't wander in here.

I will walk with my hands bound. I will walk with my face blood.
I will walk with my shadow flag into your garden. Garden of stone. Yeah.

After all is done and we're still alone. I won't be taken.
Yet I'll go with my hands bound. I will walk with my face blood.
I will walk with my shadow flag into your garden. Garden of stone. Yeah.

I don't show. I don't share. I don't need, yeah, what you have to give. Yeah.

Ooh, I will walk with my hands bound. I will walk with my face blood.
I will walk with my shadow flag into your garden, garden. Oh.
I will walk with my hands bound. I will walk into your garden. Garden of stone.

I don't know. I don't care. I don't need, yeah, for me to live. Yeah, yeah.
Uh huh huh. (x8)

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard, Ament)

Ahha-yea.

On the edge a windowsill. Ponders his maker ponders his will.
To the street below he just ain't nothing.
But he's got a great view and he sinks the needle deep. Yeah.
Whoa, can't touch the bottom.
In too deep, yeah. Uh-huh. Can't touch the bottom.

Ooh, on the edge of a know-nothing town. Feeling quite superior the age had come.
To the sky above he just ain't nothing.
But he's got a great view and he sinks the burning mask deep. Yeah.
Ooh, can't touch the bottom.
In too deep, yeah. Uh-huh. Can't touch the bottom. In too deep.
Ohh. Ohh.
Oww.

On the edge of a Christmas clean love.
Young virgin down from heaven, ohh, visiting hell.
To the man above her she just ain't nothing.
And she doesn't like the view.
She doesn't like the view. (x2)
But he sinks himself deep. Oh, can't touch the bottom.
In too deep, yeah. Uh-huh. Can't touch the bottom. Can't touch the bottom.
Deep yeah.
Oh. Yeah the bottom. Yeah. Wo. (x5)

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Krusen)

Oh... oh... oh...

I see the world. Feel the chill.
Which way to go? Windowsill.
I see the words on a rocking horse of time.
I see the verse in the rain.
Ohh. (x4)

Oh, dear dad can you see me now?
I am myself like you somehow.
I'll ride the wave where it takes me.
I'll hold the pain. Release me.
Ohh. Ohh I... Ohh. Ohh.

Oh, dear dad can you see me now?
I am myself like you somehow.
I'll wait up in the dark for you to speak to me.
How I've opened up. Release me.
Release me. Release me dad. Release me.
Ohh. Ohh I... Ohh. Ooh. Ooo.

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard)

"Son," she said, "Have I got a little story for you.
What you thought was your daddy was nothing but a...
While you were sitting home alone at age thirteen your real daddy was dying.
Sorry you didn't see him but I'm glad we talked."

Oh, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey, ooh.

Oh, she walks slowly across a young man's room.
She said, "I'm ready for you."
Why I can't remember anything to this very day?
'Cept the look. The look.
Oh, you know where. Now I can't see I just stare.

I... I'm still alive.
Hey I... But, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Boy, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Yeah.
Ooh yeah. Yeah yeah yeah. Oh. Ooh.

"Is something wrong?" She said. Of course there is.
"You're still alive." She said. Oh, and do I deserve to be?
Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers? Who answers!

I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive.
Hey I... But, I'm still alive.
Yeah I... Ooh, I'm still alive.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Woh uh huhu. Yeah uh huhu. Ohh woh uh huhu. Yeah uh huhu. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Krusen)

Oh please let it rain today. This city's so filthy. Like my mind in ways.
Oh it was the time. Like a clean new taste.
Smiling eyes before me and tears from my face.

Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah.

Sin for sale. Buying just a need. Just who planted all the devils seeds?
And what's the truth? And the truth that lies at home.
It's on the inside and I can't get it off. Yeah.

Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah.

What's clean is pure. But hey, I'm white on the outside. Though I stray.
What she don't know today might kill us both tomorrow. Bring it back someday.
Bring it back, bring it back. Back to, to the clean form. To the pure form.

Wash my love. (x8)
Ooh...

. . .


(Vedder, Gossard, Ament, Abbruzzese, McCready)

Ragh woo eats meat eats meat hahaha look out

Dirty Frank Dahmer he's a gourmet cook, yeah.
I got a recipe for anglo-saxin soup, yeah.
Wanted a pass. So she relaxed. Now the little groupie's getting chopped up in the back.
I got a cupboard full of fleshy fresh ingredients
A very careful at the same time quite expedient.
Eats meat. A release.
Bus driving's harder on your head than on your feet.

Dirty frank. A Dirty frank yeah
A Dirty frank ooh
A Dirty frank yea oh
Keeps it clean. a keeps it copaseptic
A little boys and girls their heads are all collected.
A not crazy. a per se
Just a little strange when he gets hungry.
City state your town he will continue.
A stadiums tiny clubs every venue.
A his bus. a your trust.
There goes another turned into crust.
Dirty frank a Dirty Frank yeah. A Dirty frank. oh a Dirty Frank.
Yeah, oh, watch it! now
Why that dirty Frank was a bad mother... Shut your mouth! Hey man, I'm just talking about dirty Frank.

Oh wa-ha a yea cookoo there fucking crazy these kids are driving me crazy

Oh, middle of the night we're stopped the freeway shoulder.
A frank's shoveling to bury the leftovers.
A they're sunk. He's drunk.
Now he's gonna drive I'm hiding in my bunk. Oh.
The band all knows. We're too afraid to mention.
A Don't want to be part of Frank's luncheon.
A lose weight. A be safe. Where's Mike McCready? My god he's been ate!

Dirty frank. A Dirty Frank, yeah.
A Dirty frank. Oh, a Dirty Frank, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Dirty frank frank frank frank a Dirty frank yea
Dirty frank oh a dirty frank a yea yea yea

Wa yea a yea yea yea yea oh he's gone fruit loops it's the perfect job

Cook 'em just to see the look on their face. I cook 'em just to see the look on their face. (x10 total)

Mommy mommy I'll just sing mommy no no ahh Why

Why that dirty Frank was a bad mother... Shut your mouth! Hey man, I'm just talking about dirty Frank. Yeah.

Dirty Frank wow a Dirty Frank a dirty frank yeah

Why that dirty Frank was a bad mother... Shut your mouth! Hey man, I'm just talking about dirty Frank. Woo.

A Dirty Frank. Yeah, a dirty frank. (x2)
Dirty frank. (~x8)

Wo Ok I think that's enough

. . .


(Lennon, McCartney)

I've got a feeling. A feeling deep inside oh yeah. Oh, yeah.
I've got a feeling. A feeling I can't hide oh no, no. Whoa, no.
Yeah. Yeah, I've got a feeling, yeah.

Oh please believe me. I'd hate to miss the train oh yeah. Oh, yeah. Haha.
Ooh, and if you leave me I won't be late again no no, no. Oh, no.
Yeah. I've got a feeling. Yeah whew ooh oh yeah.

And I don't understand how come nobody told me.
Why I'd want to sing like a Milli Vanilli?
All I ever wanted was someone who looked like you. You, oh.
I got a feeling that keeps me on my toes oh yeah yeah. Oh yeah.
Uh huh. I got a feeling. I think that everybody knows, oh yeah, yeah. Oh yeah.
Yeah, wow I got a feeling. Yeah, whoa.

Everybody had a good year though we never saw the sunshine.
Everybody had a wet dream. Making Temple was a good time.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.

Everybody made a movie. Everybody had one line.
Everybody misses Andy. We'll be seeing him in no time.
Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh yeah.

Ooh, yeah. I got a feeling, yeah. Oh.
I got a feeling. A feeling deep inside oh yeah yeah. Oh yeah.
Ooh, I got a feeling. A feeling I can't hide oh no no. Oh no.
Yeah, I got a feeling. yeah yeah ah ooh yeah.

. . .


Смотри также:

комментарии публикуются при поддержке Disqus



© 2011 Music World. Все права сохранены.