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The Charlatans UK
The Charlatans UK


Информация
Откуда West Midlands/Northwich, England
Жанры Alternative Rock
Britpop
Indie Rock
Годы 1989—н.в.
Лейблы Universal
Sanctuary Records
BMG International
Beggars Banquet Records
Состав
Tim Burgess
Mark Collins
Martin Blunt
Tony Rogers
Jon Brookes
Бывшие участники
John Baker
Baz Ketley
Rob Collins



Альбом The Charlatans UK


You Cross My Path (12.05.2008)
12.05.2008
1.
2.
3.
Mis-takes
4.
5.
A Day For Letting Go
6.
7.
8.
My Name Is Despair
9.
10.
. . .


When I was a little child
What you'd call a runaway
Find me with a latch and key
Crawling in the dirt

There's a problem just for me
I have a thousand worlds to see
Always one for running wild
and dressing up to be like You

Oh Vanity, Oh Vanity
Will keep me from insanity
This heart of mine would rather die
Than live a life of humanity

And now I'm all grown up to be
A paranoid schizophenic
My friends are all like me and You
I cannot tell em what to do

There's another world to see
Lie down with dogs and you'll get fleas
When Paris gave her hand to me
It felt like an eternity

Now as I feel I'm growing up
It's like a drug
It's like a drug

Oh promise me Oh promise me
You'll save the one last dance for me

. . .


I get these bad days baby
I just don't know
I'm in my own world honey
I don't know
And You can play me
In a world of fools
Cause You know that You're no friend of mine

I get these bad dreams lately
I just don't know
There's a death cloud hanging
over You
It's been too long since I
told You
You're no friend of mine

I get these bad days baby
I just don't know
I'm in my own world honey
I don't know
And You can play me
In a world of fools
Cause You know that You're no friend of mine

I get these bad dreams lately
I just don't know
There's a death cloud hanging
over You
It's been too long since I
told You
You're no friend of mine

[Chorus]

Playing dead under the covers, I don't feel like ever waking up
Playing dead under the covers, I don't feel like ever making up

Oh We could never be desperate
I feel
So much younger than yesterday

I get these bad days baby
I just don't know
I'm in my own world honey
I don't know
And You can play me
In a world of fools
Cause You know that You're no friend of mine

I get these bad dreams lately
I just don't know
You have a death cloud hanging
over You
It's been a long time since I
told You
You're no friend of mine

Oh
We Could be end love
Oh
Younger than yesterday

. . .

Mis-takes

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. . .


Oh oh Oh-Ooh
(8 times)

If You don't have the guts
To tell me who You are
If You don't have the look
Then You might not get us far

I dusted down your childhood
I gave You mine to share

I let You in my pockets
There's enough loose change to spare

Could You be the last
You should have been the first

You played me as You threw me in a twisted universe
You touch me in a way
Like no one in this world
I don't even know if You're a boy or You're a girl

I like
The way You touch me
(touch me touch me touch me touch me)

Oh oh Oh-Ooh
(7 times)

For We are the misbegotten
Live with me through dark and light
On a journey into the unknown
While we feel wild tonight
I met a poet in a hotel
Just the other night
He said he lived in Aberdeen
and would I like to take his life

Then I found two girls
In matching bathing suits
While he would like to dye my hair
At least let me do your roots
It seems lately I've been struck
With what I really am
You can't see it in a picture
Or in a photograph

But I like the way you touch me

I like
The way you touch me

I like
The way you touch me
(touch me touch me touch me touch me)

. . .

A Day For Letting Go

[Нет текста]

. . .


I don't think you quite know who I am
I am the son of loyalty I hope you understand
I don't think you quite know who I am oh
I am the sum of everything I don't want you to understand

you cross my path i'll take you down
you bloodied me with howling hands
the wretched games the tortured souls
the flowing scarves the debutantes
the crushing blows the sordid scenes
but what you did was so obscene

I will ride again and i'll take you down like that
you will die up there alone, i'll take you down like that

you think about me everyday
you dream of ways to keep your evil thoughts at bay
you think about me everyday
you dream of ways to keep your sick-o thoughts at bay

you cross my path i'll take you down
you bloodied me with howling hands
the wretched games the tortured souls
the flowing scarves the debutantes
the crushing blows the sordid scenes
but what you did was so obscene

I will rise again and i'll take you down like that
you will die up there alone, i'll take you down like that

I will sail into your kingdom,be the sound of the abyss could be the sound of your own voice, be the sound of your first kiss
I am the sound of iraq, I am the sound of the red sea, I am the force of the almighty
I am the sound of your own dreams

you cross my path i'll take you down
you bloodied me with howling hands
the wretched games the tortured souls
the flowing scarves the debutantes
the crushing blows the sordid scenes
but what you did was so obscene

I will ride again and i'll take you down like that
you will die up there alone, i'll take you down like that

I will die for no one I will cry for no one
you will die up there alone you will die up there alone

i'll get you i'll get you

. . .


When You were young
You were
The first to crash
And burn
That's an illu
Sion for the world to see

Now We don't look
The same
Maybe it's D.
N.A.
I can't change You and You, You can't change me

Missing Beats of a generation
Through disappointments and frustrations

Missing Beats of a generation
Through disappointments and frustrations

When You were just
Sixteen
You were the one
For me
I can't recall us getting too much sleep

Now We are not
The same
Maybe it's D.
N.A.
I can't change You and You, You can't change me

Missing Beats of a generation
Through disappointments and frustrations

Missing Beats of a generation
The nature of our expectations

When You were young
You were
The first to crash
And burn
That's an illu
Sion for the world to see

Missing Beats of a generation
Through disappointments and frustrations

Missing Beats of a generation
The nature of our expectations

Missing Beats of a generation
Through disappointments and frustrations

Missing Beats of a generation
The nature of our expectations

On and on, and on, and on,
The more We know the less We glow
I never thought
You would look so old

On and on, and on, and on,
The more We know the less You go
I never thought
You would look so old

. . .

My Name Is Despair

[Нет текста]

. . .


I wish I could die in your arms tonight.
There is a part of me leaving
Believing the hype.
I wish I was a bird
Wouldn't that be absurd
To flap at your window
To breathe you the word.

. . .


This is the end
I'll take a bow
With one reprise
Where I come from I don't see the sun
With friends I've followed
I wandered lonely as a cloud
oooh
cause I never ?????

I looked ??????
through the stars
This is the end

This is the end
of all I know
Can't let you tell me what to do
Oh I will never be put down

Oh I will never be put down
Oh I will only be set free
This is the end for You and me

This is the end
I'll say goodbye
The final curtain

I look at all the amputees,
on the strip
And think, this is the end

(Guitar Solo)

This is the end of all I know
Can't let You tell me what to do
Oh I will never be put down

Oh I will never be put down
Oh I only want to be set free
This is the end for You and me

This is the end
I'll take a bow
With one last reprise

. . .


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