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Perry Farrell
Perry Farrell


Информация
Дата рождения 29 марта 1959 г.
Место рождения New York City, New York, U.S.
Жанры Alternative Rock
Годы 1982—н.в.
Лейблы Columbia Records
Capitol Records
EMI Group
См. также Jane's Addiction
Porno for Pyros
Psi Com
Perry Farrell's Satellite Party



Альбом Perry Farrell


Song Yet To Be Sung (17.07.2001)
17.07.2001
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We're coming from far and wide
We're singing a song to you
Gather us together
For cake and candle light
The red heifer is here
And cousins of twelve tribes
Count up all our faces
Divide up the cake in pieces

We've all come here to see
Happy birthday Jubilee

I'm going to hold you tight
Sing and dance all night
We're all so happy
We're happy for you
This is what we brought you
We made a promise for you
Go have fun tonight
We've got your back remember

We've all come here to see
Happy birthday Jubilee

This is the place!
This is a place to work
This is a name
This is a rock
This is my bride
She's beautiful inside and outside
This is a song, yet to be sung
Song yet to be sung

It's your birthday party
It's your birthday party

We're coming from far and wide
We're singing a song to you
Gather us together
For cake and candle light
The red heifer is here
And cousins of twelve tribes
Count up all our faces
Divide up the cake in pieces

We've all come here to see
Happy birthday Jubilee

It's your birth, your birthday party
Your birth, your birthday party
Your birthday, party
Your birthday, party
Your birthday, party

. . .


Let me tell you
You're at the Jubilee
Or you're all alone
Because the more, the merrier is how
My friends all tell me so
The birds wake up the grass
And they tell everybody
Say it's time to grow
The sun, whispers to the birds
Oh, the song yet to be sung

Song yet to be sung
(Song yet to be sung)
Song yet to be sung

You're at the Jubilee
Or you're all alone
Because the more, the merrier is how
My friends everybody, they all tell us so
From the heights of Zion
I hear, it's whispered in your ear
We get to play on, play on, wild designery!
A little bitty song, a song yet to be sung!

Song yet to be sung
(Song yet to be sung)
Song yet to be sung
Song yet to be sung
(Song yet to be sung)
Song yet to be sung

. . .


How can
they fall
for
Their lies?
How
can they fall (can they fall)
for
Their lies?
Acting
like the blood that flows
into you heart is so sweet
Truer
Is the sap that flows
In the veins of a tree

Did you forget?
that's who you are!
It's already been written down in
the stars
and passed on from a father to
his son
It's the time set aside for a holiday
Oh beware and be wise

Gold is
just dust
still is
richer
than a
mountain of clay
no matter how they deny it

Did you forget?
That is who you are!
It's already been written down in
the stars
and passed on from a father to
his son
It's the time set aside for a holiday
Oh beware and be wise

Did you forget?
that's who you are!
(that's who you are!)
(that's who you are!)
(that's who you are!)
(that's who you are!)

. . .


Come down, come down Shekina
We'll engage eventually
I will tick and tock with you
Shake your mother hips for me
Outside heaven drizzles
Grow us up a field of apples

As you like it
That's how I like it

Tell me, tell me what are you thinking?
I just like the sound of your voice
Whisper to me what you're after
I'll try and get it for you
That tiger's tooth when you smile
And some things I can't tell you

As you like it, Havah
It's how I like it, Havah

Dreaming
I'm dreaming
There's no body here but us
Ignited
When we ignite
And nobody stands between us

You want to be caught; I'll catch you
What you want, I want too
As you like it, I like too

Time together is breezy
I'm without you thin as the air
Missing; a bass from a drum
Singer wants a harmony
I'll put my soul inside you
Put me there and let me grow

As you like it, Havah
It's how I like it

Come down, come down Shekina
We'll engage eventually
That's how I like it

. . .


Give me a song
Makes my heart feel open
Give me a song
Makes my hair stand on end

So when I hear that song
Does my heart good
So when I hear that song
Does my heart well

Tell me tell me true
As true as you're living
Be the medicine for my broken heart

So when I hear that song
Does my heart good
So when I hear that song
Does my heart well

I listened for you in the pouring rain
Listened for you over roaring seas
Silent as a lamb,
the beating of the heart is calling
"I will always be there darling,
I was always there."
"I am always there darling,
I was always there."
Listen?

Make me dream of a time we set
A day we wed
Take me to the place
where we call "Our Song"

So when I hear that song
Does my heart good
So when I hear that song
Does my heart well
I want to hear that song
Does my heart good
I want to hear that song!

. . .


I like to dance in crowds
I like to make love out loud
I always keep a fire burning
And friends help fill things out

When you're someone
who meets someone?

Like the shade
Meets the shadow
Like a man meets his match

And in this crowded room
There's only one I see
One who makes my fire burn
Her eyes reach out to me

When you're someone
who meets someone?

Like the clouds
Meet the mountains
And they sing out snowy notes

Cherubs turn away their blushing faces
Leaving us aroused and bare
In your garden, everything is there

When you're someone
who meets someone?

Oh, you've got to say something
Sing out snowy notes!

Cherubs turn away their blushing faces
Leaving us aroused and bare

. . .


I found a place
A place to plant my seed
I found a place
A place to plant my seed
I know a place

A place to plant my seed
A place to plant my seed

Two souls alone in embrace
An angel awaits to be named

I found a place
Oh, oh my delight!
I found a place
Planting under a fertile moonlight
I know a place

A place to plant my seed
A place to plant my seed

Two souls alone in embrace
An angel awaits to be named

And they turn into three
Garden
Rich in
Fertility

I found a place
Oh, my delight!
I found a place
Planting under a fertile moonlight
I know a place

A place to plant my seed
A place to plant my seed

. . .


The king is in the mirror
The king is in the mirror
Mirror of the king
The king is in the mirror
King Zadek is in the mirror
Mirror of the kings

The king has a contender
A sorcerer reflector
Mirror of the kings
The king has a contender
A miracle reflector
Mirror of the kings

When studied one becomes
The steady one becomes
Oh la oh la oh la la
When studied one becomes
The one who's number is one and one and
one and one and one and one and one and one

You can't catch the king
Can't catch the king
You can't catch the king
Can't catch the king
You can't catch the king

. . .


Let the grass cool off your feet
Sip on old wine
Bake fresh bread to eat
Sing a song to me
And I'll play one for you
That comes
To me

Have you had a taste of honey?
Too much honey hurts your belly
When overcome with it
Save some and give the rest
To me

Splash on the water
Circle the altar (To me)
Give to your son
A quote for his daughter (To me)
(To me)

When overcome with it
Save some and give the rest
To me

Have you had a taste of honey?
Too much honey hurts your belly
When overcome with it
Save some and give the rest
To me

Splash on the water, circle the altar
Give to your song
A quote for his daughter (To me)
(To me)

"Bite, bite, bite, bite, bite your tongue" (To me)
"It all comes off with soap and water" (To me)
"It's never too late to say never" (To me)
(To me)

. . .


Nua Nua forecast for today
Nua Nua waiting in the clouds
Faithfully she loves her man
Never lets her out

Nua Nua, touch down
Nua Nua, touch down

Nua is a nudie as she's warming up her man
Shower herself to the world
Nothing more to add

Nua Nua, touch down
Nua Nua, touch down

All the guys and dollies say no fe fe
All the god players they get no trophies
All the guys and dollies say no fe fe
All the god players they get no trophies

Him that chew no cud
Him no get much love
Him that chew no cud
Him no get much love

The boy cries out in the name of love
The girl cries out in the name of love
We all cry out in the name of love

Nua Nua
Nua Nua

. . .


Every set has its struggle
And every weak link gets double jinxed
Every has a cherry at the top
That must be house medic

Which comes first the end or the yoke?
Which is blessed to do or to don't?
If you don't admit you are like that
You are
So!

Admit
Admit I
Admit I, yo!
I admit, I admit I

You're afraid to die
Because you know
More than I
Why you don't
Prejudice is a lie
When you only love yourself
But you really don't

Which came first the seed or the oak?
Which is blessed to do or to don't?
If you don't admit you art like that
You are
So!

Admit
Admit I
Admit I, yo!
I admit I, I admit I

Everybody laughs in heaven
They see you but they're hidden
The virgin waits forever
She really wants to know you
But she don't

What's this place a flat or a round?
Does this up get up when it's down?
Left
Right down the middle
Must we go!

Admit
Admit I
Admit I, yo!
I admit I, I admit I

Your sex is tied to you
Like a sexy sex caboose
A sexy sex caboose
A sexy sex caboose

. . .


We're coming from far and wide
We're singing a song to you
Gather us together
For cake and candle light
The red heifer is here
And cousins of twelve tribes
Count up all our faces
Divide up the cake in pieces

We've all come here to see
Happy birthday Jubilee

It's your bith, It's your birthday party
It's your birthday, It's your birthday party
It's your bith, It's your birthday party

Now this is how it is
This is how we "B"
This is how we all
Gather around the queen
Buzzing in the hive wagging from the tree
Promised with the milk
Is the honey
Miss us when we go
So goes the pollen
So goes the fruit
And no more flowers
"B" is the bet
"B's" make houses
Busy, busy "B's"
And "B"-day announcements

It's your brith, It's your birthday party
Your birth, It's your birthday party
Your birthday, party
Your birthday, party
Your birthday, party
Birthday, party
Your birth, your birthday, party
It's your brith, your birthday party
It's your brithday, It's your birthday party
It's your brith, your birthday party

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