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The Kills
The Kills


Информация
Откуда United Kingdom, United States
Жанры Indie Rock
Garage Rock Revival
Art Rock
Годы 2000—н.в.
Лейблы RCA Records
Domino Records
Rough Trade Records
См. также The Dead Weather
Discount
The Raconteurs
Blyth Power
Scarfo
Сайт Website
Состав
Alison Mosshart
Jamie Hince



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Midnight Boom (10.03.2008)
10.03.2008
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walk you to the counter
[whatchya got to offer?]
pick you out a soda
[look at you forever]
walk you to the water
[your eyes like a casino]
we ain't born typical

find a piece of silver
[pretty as a diagram]
and go down to the rio
[put it in my left hand]
put it in a fruit machine
[everyone's a winner]
laughin' like a seagull

you are a fever
you are a fever
ya ain't born typical
you are a fever
you are a fever
ya ain't born typical

livin' in a suitcase
[meet a clown, fall in love]
we down at heavy rover [???]
[climb around and break up]
take you to a jukebox
[that's the situation]
pick you out a number
[and that's our arrangement]

dancing on the legs of a new-born pony
left right left right
keep it up son
go ahead and have her
go ahead and leave her
you only ever had her
when you were a fever

i am a fever
i am a fever
i ain't born typical
i am a fever
i am a fever
i ain't born typical

we are a fever
we are a fever
we ain't born typical
we are a fever
we are a fever
we ain't born typical
we are a fever
we are a fever
we ain't born typical
we are a fever
we are a fever
we ain't born typical

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I'm bored of cheap and cheerful
I want expend some sadness
Hospital bills, parole
Open doors to madness

I want you to be crazy 'coz you're borin' baby when you're straight
I want you to be crazy 'coz you're stupid baby when you're sane

I'm sick of social crazes
Show your ____ teeth
Lose your cool in public
Did the legal meet
'Coz love is just a dialogue
You can't survive on ice-cream
You gotta see me dancin' dog
It's alright (it's alright) to be mean (to be mean)

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You've got to
You've got to
You've got to
You've got to

Tape ain't gonna fix it
Honey, it ain't gonna stick
Tape ain't gonna fix it
Honey, it ain't gonna stick to you

Six kinds of glue
Won't hold you
Won't hold you
Oh my oh, oh my
You've got to

You've got to go straight ahead
You've got to, you've got to go straight ahead

Time ain't gonna cure you
Honey, time don't give a shit.
Time ain't gonna cure you
Honey, time's just gonna hit on you
I said time ain't gonna cure you
Honey, time don't give a shit
Time ain't gonna cure you
Honey, time's just gonna hit on you

You've got to go straight ahead
You've got to, you've got to to go straight ahead

Time ain't gonna cure you
Honey, time don't give a shit.
Time ain't gonna cure you
Honey, time's just gonna hit on you
I said, six kinds of blue
Won't hold you, won't hold you
Oh my oh, oh my you've got to
You've got to, you've got to

You've got to go straight ahead
You've got to, you've got to go straight ahead

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What's going on fire,
I want you to know
My spirit's alive,
I want you to know

I'm getting down with the awkward moments
I'm getting down with the sour kiss
I'm getting down with the rumors in the back of the car
I'm getting down with it

Single when you get to the top
SIngle when you want it, when you want to stop
We could, we could crash, we could, we could, bum bum
We could take it, we could we could take it take it in tons

Getting down
Getting down with your new vocation
Getting down with your cute cut wrists
I'm getting down with the kisses and grow stitches on it
I'm getting down with it

Here's a message from my old coat pocket
My spirit's alive,
I want you to know

I'm getting down with the young drunk lovers
I'm getting down with the one way pack
I'm getting down with the city and the pity of it
I'm getting down with it

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We're two parties
Two parties ending

What if you move
What if you hide
There's only so much you can miss
Before we both collide

A little tornado
A little hurricano
Last day of magic
Where are you
A little tornado
A little hurricano

We're two parties
Two parties ending

I'll be the man with the broom
If you'll be the dust of the room
And there's only so much you can hide
Before I corner you

Last day of magic
Where are you
A little tornado
A little hurricano
Last day of magic
Coming through
The eye of the storm
And I hold on to
A little tornado
A little hurricano

I'll be the man with the broom
If you'll be the dust of the room
And there's only so much you can hide
Before I corner you

Last day of magic
Put the whole ride through
The eye of the storm
In a single room
A little tornado
A little hurricano
Cavalry come
Cavalry go
Cavalry leave me alone
A little serenade, oh
A little cup of cane, oh
Last day of magic
Where are you
A little tornado
A little hurricano

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With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away

Try your best in your heavy shape
Keep it quiet, keep it cool
Lipstick letters and souvenirs
Make a mockery of your fears

With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away

Try your best to make it matter
Tattoo it in the clouds above you
Mail it down with jealous bolts
Take a ____ like a feather upon its own

With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away

Come and show
_____ low
Whip a crack
You won't come back

With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away

With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away
With your hook and line,
us to blow away

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Elevator straight into my skull
The escalator rises as it falls
I swear our chant is crashin' in my mind
You can hold on but I wouldn't waste your time

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon

I've stood in a thousand street scenes
Just around the corner from you
On the edge of a dream that you have
Has anybody ever told you it's not comin' true?

Farewell my black balloon
Farewell my black balloon, the weather had it's way with you
Farewell my black balloon, the weather had it's way with you
Farewell my black balloon

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Running into trouble
Running into trouble,
You've got heavenly eyes
Thousand highs
Always on a mission
To start loving and start kissing
It's a heavenly ride
You still got wheels kid

If I go missing
Don't you worry for me
I'm just writing
My side of the story
Just like Jacky
I'm bright-ing my lips
Soaring my mind
Forever I find

Going down the coast of
M E X I C O C U
I'm going down the coast of
M E X I C O C U
Going down the coast of
M E X I C O C U

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(Don't?) Shout when you wanna get off the ride
Shout when you wanna get off the ride
Shout when you wanna get off the ride 'coz you crossed my mind, you crossed my mind
Made my blood thump Saturday night
Make my heart beat double time
Now I'm only sour cherry on the fruit stand, right
Am I the only sour cherry on the fruit stand?

Shout when you wanna get off the ride
Shout when you wanna get off the ride 'coz you crossed my mind, you crossed my mind
I'm a penny in a diamond mine
We could be movers,
We could be shakers
If we could just shake somin' outta the blue we could get off the ride
I'm the only sour cherry on the fruit stand, right
Am I the only sour cherry on the fruit stand
Am I the only sour cherry on the fruit stand, right
Am I the only sour cherry on your fruit stand?

G-g-g-go home, go home it's over
G-g-g-go home it's over
G-g-g-go home, go home it's over over
Go go home it’s over
G-g-g-go home, go home it's over
Go go home it's over
G-g-g-go home, go home it's over over
Go go home it’s over

. . .


Easy alphabet pony
Easy alphabet pony

Funny monkey tore money loose
And soda hands
Pink plastic Jesus on the dashboard
Just say it

Easy alphabet pony
Uh- Easy alphabet pony

No fun I have
We got no money
Need a friend
A volcano dish
On a mountaintop to live it

Easy alphabet pony
Uh- Easy alphabet pony
Easy alphabet pony
Uh- Easy alphabet pony

I cancel Sunday
Cancel Monday
Don't look at me
I've been running on a note tomorrow
Roadie great speed
N-n-n-need a punch
A pop a bang
A different song
Like a nice new pope
Needs a mean straight dog

Yeah
Easy alphabet pony
Uh- Easy alphabet pony
Easy alphabet pony
Easy alphabet pony

Uh we go up down
Up down up down telling you
We like the walk the walk
Don't stop and fall into the queen stairs
Sharp teeth dry heat
Can't breach too many sins
And don't forget my cigarettes
And get something that we can drink

Easy alphabet pony
Uh- Easy alphabet pony
Easy alphabet pony
Easy alphabet pony

. . .


Come on, come on drama
Come on draw, scratch and say it
Say it, make it to the blind light
Climb and drop an apple
Off the top, it's not
I don't want to eat it
Need it, know it
Force and feed it
Leave it, be it
Just keep it
In its box

What? - Easy
Used to be what? - Love
Used to be what? - Drugs
Used to be what? - TV
Used to be what? - Music
Used to be what? - Luck
Used to be what? - Art
Used to be what you used to be

Come on drama, come on girl
You swing your mile long
Love song surely tells the future
______________________
In the water, shot of ecstasy
Secrets in the open bottle
Feed it, don't believe it
Just leave it
In its box

What? - Easy
Used to be what? - Fun
Used to be what? - Dreaming
Used to be what? - Fame
Used to be what? - City
Used to be what? - Fast
Used to be what? - Low
Used to be what? - New York
Used to be what? - New York
Used to be what? - New York
Used to be what? - New York
Used to be what New York used to be

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speed's working, i see it in everyone
like a lost idea under lightbulb sun
your eyes, ready for takeoff, melt in your head
what a beautiful state we're in

jailers(?) in my mind are all dead
i love you so much, never forget
our love, our secret's coming undone
what a beautiful state we're in

good night, another bad morning (x5)
good night (another bad)
good night (another bad)
good night (another bad)
good night, another bad morning

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