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Tricky
Tricky


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Настоящее имя Adrian Nicholas Matthews Thaws
Дата рождения 27 января 1968 г.
Откуда Knowle West, Bristol, England
Жанры Trip Hop
Alternative
Годы 1985—н.в.
Лейблы Island Records
Domino Records
См. также The Wild Bunch
Massive Attack



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Альбом Tricky


Nearly God (29.04.1996)
29.04.1996
1.
Tattoo (cover of "Tattoo" by Siouxsie & the Banshees)
2.
Poems (with Terry Hall & Martina Topley-Bird)
3.
Together Now (with Neneh Cherry)
4.
Keep Your Mouth Shut (with Björk)
5.
I Be The Prophet (with Martina Topley-Bird)
6.
Make A Change (with Alison Moyet)
7.
Black Coffee (with Martina Topley-Bird)
8.
Bubbles (with Terry Hall)
9.
I Sing For You (with Cath Coffey & Dedi Madden)
10.
Yoga (with Björk)
11.
Judas (US release; with Martina Topley-Bird; cover of Depeche Mode)
12.
Children's Story (US release; with Martina Topley-Bird; cover of Slick Rick)
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Tricky:

Color me,color me
When you're sitting all alone in the middle of the floor,
There's something uncontrollable,
You sit down watching the door
Color me,color me

I really feel ill,
Tattoo you're bad side
Slap your thigh,
Slap your cuff
Sing your mantra,
Leave your walk,
Color me,color me

Something fits along my spine
Just givin' lovin' from behind
Fortify my arms
Fortify my arms
Color me, color me.
Lyrics
When you're sitting all alone in the middle of the floor,
There's something uncontrollable,
You sit down watching the door
Color me,color me

I really feel ill,
Tattoo you're bad side
Slap your thigh,
Slap your cuff
Sing your mantra,
Leave your walk,
Color me,color me

Something fits along my spine
Just givin' lovin' from behind
Fortify my...
Fortify my...
Color me, color me.
Color me,color me
Color me

Something fits in the middle of the floor,
There's something uncontrollable,
You sit down watching the door
Color me,color me

I really feel ill,
Tattoo you're bad side
Slap your thigh,
Slap your cuff
your mantra,
Leave your walk,
Color me,color me

Something fits along my spine
Just givin' lovin' from behind
Fortify my arms
Fortify my arms
Color me, color me



. . .



Tricky :
I can vibe to anything
Do I have to hide from everything?
Everybody wants a piece of me
Reach their origin and cease to be
Sit back and let it happen,
Let us take your time away.
I don't understand you.
I don't want your time of day.
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way
Always walk the hallways,
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
Making money for good health,
But first I learn to see myself
But first I learn to see myself
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems

Terry Hall :
LyricsI ruse the day that I ever met you,
And deeply regret you getting close to me.
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you,
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me
You promised me poems.
You might have been my reason for livin'
I gave up on givin', gave up everything.
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers,
So how come you hate me?
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
Promised me poems

Martina :
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And contemplated choices.
Taste like a real kiss,
To heighten my awareness.
With all fairness, greatness with gratitude.
And simply riled with attitude
Now do promotion on TV, and ya still can't see.
We're down the hill cascade
And keep away the masquerade,
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And you promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems
You promised me poems




. . .



Into the morning
Got me through the night
I've seen the light
I see the light
I live of what I need
I've got greed
I've been a sinner for as long as I know
So help me understand
The little that I know
Shadow dancing with my spirit
Got to face your demon on your own
Take my body and put it through the dust
I've been buried in the crust
Together now
So help me understand
The little that I know
Together now, together now
It's us now, It's us now
And there's them, and there's them
And should we start again
Together now, together now
LyricsIt's us now, it's us now...
The descendants of Christ
And it's you
Will you help me I'm confused
What you gonna do
With the little that I know
With the little that I got
We're together now, we're together
It's us now
And there's them, and there's them
And should we start again
Together now, together now
It's us now, it's us now...





. . .



Sample:
Well if the honeys think I'm stuck up,
I tell them shut the fuck up

Well if the honeys think I'm stuck up,
I tell them shut the fuck up

Björk:
All that she meant was good
All that she meant was good
Give her some time
Give her some room
All that she meant was good

Tricky:
Better keep your mouth...
I'm serious,please
Better keep your mouth closed, baby
And keep it close to your chest
I'm serious
You better keep your mouth closed, baby
LyricsAnd keep it close to your chest
Better keep your mouth closed, baby
Keep it close to your chest
It's best you keep....

Björk:
All that she meant was good

Tricky:
And I'll go down that road
And I'll go down that road
And I'll go down that road

Björk:
All that she meant was good

Tricky:
And I'll go down that road
And I'll go down that road

Björk:
All that she meant was good

Tricky:
Better,better

Björk:
How you reacted was right

Tricky:
Better keep your mouth shut, baby

Björk:
Give her some time

Tricky:
Keep it close to your chest

Björk:
Give her some space
All that she meant was good

Tricky:
And I'll go down that road
And I'll go down that road

Björk:
How you reacted was right

Tricky:
Better,better,better,better
Better keep your mouth shut, baby
And keep it close to your chest
Better keep your mouth shut, baby
And keep it close to the rest

Bjork:
Don't shout soon
They're only weakened shouts
So grow up

Tricky:
Mother,I'm hungry
Mother,I'm hungry
Father, will you feed me
Father, will you feed me
Mother,I'm hungry
Father will you feed me

Björk:
How you reacted was right

Tricky:
Now go down that road
Now go down that road

Björk:
Give her some time

Tricky:
And I'll go down that road

Björk:
Give her some space

Tricky:
And I'll go down that road

Björk:
How you reacted was right

Tricky:
And I'll go down that road
And I'll go down that road
And I'll go down that road
And I'll go down that road
Mother,I'm hungry
Mother,I'm hungry
Father, will you feed me
Mother,I'm hungry

It's best you keep....
It's best you keep your mouth shut, baby
Keep it close to your chest
Mother,Mother
Keep your mouth shut, baby





. . .



Tricky:
I can't relax I need to meditate
Yeah, I'll make 'em wait
I can't relax I need to meditate
Yeah I'll make 'em wait
Time moves in numbers
I count the summers, direct the drummers
I can't relax I need to meditate
Yeah, I'll make 'em wait
Time moves in numbers
I count the summers, direct the drummers
Tell me you don't feel nothing
Would you like to ride on my train or
Would you like to drink from my vein?
My vibe's just a fuckin' feeling
I see the ceiling
And adjust to such a feeling
I be the prophet, slay me then we'll cross it
I'm ready on the other side
I'm already on the other side
I'm already on the other side
LyricsI'm already on the other side

Martina:
I can't relax I need to meditate
I'll make them wait
Time moves in numbers
I count the summers, direct the drummers
Would you like to ride on my train or
Would you like to drink from my vein?
My vibe's just a feeling
I see the ceiling
And adjust to such a feeling
I be the prophet, slave me then we'll cross it
I'm already on the other side
I'm already on the other side
I'm already on the other side

Tricky and Martina:
I can't relax I need to meditate
Yeah I'll make 'em wait
Time moves in numbers
I count the summers, direct the drummers
Time moves in numbers
I count the summers, direct the drummers
Tell me you don't feel nothing
Would you like to ride on my train or
Would you like to drink from my vein?
My vibe's just a feeling
I see the ceiling
And adjust to such a feeling
I be the prophet, slave me then we'll cross it
I'm already on the other side





. . .



Alison Moyet:

Make a change a maze,yeah
She don't understand the days, yeah
With a different daze
There be no baa baa baa baa baa baa black sheep
'Cause maze is not the slave
Break away the chains
You know nothing else remains
No more last night
No more last night

If you come alone realize
Realize
Stay for the A-train
Stay for the A-train
If I make a change for you
Who's gonna make a change for me?
If i'm not with you
Who's it gonna be?
Wanna know my real reason
LyricsWanna know my real truth
Wanna know my real reason

It's your turn to fuck the things that they say
It's your turn to fuck the things they say yeah
Make the change fantastic
I will make the change fantastic
Fantastic,fantastic
Gonna make it last forever
Gonna make it last forever,forever
Take it from me
Then its time to sever, sever
Seize the chance to change
Seize the chance to change
Seize the chance to change
I'm going,I'm going to
I'm going to,to
Make the change fantastic
Make the change fantastic
Fantastic



. . .



One, one, two, one, one, two,
Move over, move over, yeah you heard what I said, move over.
I feel so lonely, haven't slept a wink.
I walk the floor, and watch the door.
And in between I drink black coffee.
Love's a hand-me-down brew.
I never know why sunday in this weekday brew?
I'm talking to the shadows, one o'clock till four,
And Lord how slow the moments go.
All I do is pour black coffee.
Since the blues caught my eye,
I'm hanging out on monday,
But sunday dreams too dry
They say a man is born to go alone
And a woman is born to weep and fret
To stay at home and drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes.
And moody all the morning, moody all night.
And in between I drink black coffee.
Black coffee



. . .



Terry Hall :
The first hundred years are the toughest
On this bubble
An open sky, flying high
Take a bride, get some trouble

Tricky :
The first one will do
I'm just passing through
The second one needs more
I've been here before
I've been here before
I've been here before

Terry Hall :
Springtime falls, summer calls
You slip and slide until you hit december
Believe my eyes, they'll bleed you dry
If I wasn't a genius
I'd lose my temper

LyricsTricky :
The first one will do
Just passing through
The second one needs more
I've been here before
I've been here before
Wanna make me weak while you cry
It's not such a thing,because still you die
Gotta go I get high
Gotta go I get high
Deceiver deceived us
And I deceived them
Carry my troubles home
Married with the humble home

Terry Hall :
The first hundred years are the toughest
on getting smothered
Life is just one bloody thing
After another





. . .



Cath Coffey:
We're the only ones here so speak your mind,
I feed your appetite, now you feed mine.
I sing for you, so you can find your way home.

There's nothing to fear but fear itself,
If you know how to look inside yourself.
I sing for you.

Forget all you learned from yesterday,
If you learn how to change, you'll change today.
I sing for you, so you can find your way home.
I pray for you.

And I breathe aside my impurities,
But I can't take your insecurities.
If you trust, then trust me now.
Can you trust?

Cath Coffey and Dedi Madden:
Round and round together, round and round forever.
LyricsPray for me, pray for me so I can find my way home.

Cath Coffey:
Leave me now, so I can be alone.
Can you be alone?

Cath Coffey and Dedi Madden:
We're the only ones here so speak your mind,
I feed your appetite, now you feed mine.
I sing for you, so you can find your way home.

There's nothing to fear but fear itself,
If you know how to look inside yourself.
I sing for you.

Forget all you learned from yesterday,
If you learn how to change, you'll change today.
I sing for you, so you can find your way home.
I pray for you.

And I breathe aside my impurities,
But I can't take your insecurities.
If you trust, then trust me now.
Can you trust?

Cath Coffey:
Round and round together, round and round forever.
Pray for me, pray for me so I can find my way home.
Leave me now, so I can be alone.
Can you be alone?





. . .



Tricky and Bjork:

Don't hold me
(I'm no mystic)
Don't fuck with me
(She treats my 'tistic');
Just do it
(A 'tastic');
Yoga-all,I leave it after you
(Now I'm feeling fantastic)
I'll find how to get after you
(And I will do for you)
I don't chance it
(And I will do for you)
All the pieces
I don't-yoga
All the people in colleauge with me

Don't hold me now
(I'm no mystic)
Don't fuck with me
Lyrics(She treats my 'tistic');
I can want it
(A tastic');
I'll slide around in seconds
(Now I'm feeling fantastic)
I'll slide around and solve me
(And I will do for you)
I don't chance it
(And I will do for you)
I don't need the love to dance it
I don't chance it
I don't chance,at least the love's here

Just do it
(I'm no mystic)
Don't fuck with me
(She treats my 'tistic');
Don't hold me now
(A tastic');
I'm jumpy
(Now I'm feeling fantastic)
I'll stay and leave there
(And I will do for you)
May though you come and leave there
(And I will do for you)
I don't share it
Yoga after I go
and leave the lair
I'll send light-this sad soul laments
It can tell that I love,so I waste





. . .



Tricky and Martina:

Is simplicity best
Or simply the easiest
The narrowest path
Is always the holiest
So walk on bare feet for me
Suffer some misery
If you want my love
If you want my love

Man will survive
The harshest conditions
And stay alive
Through difficult conditions
So make up your mind for me
Walk the line for me
If you want my love
If you want my love

Idle talk
LyricsAnd idle promises
Cheating Judases
Doubting Thomases
Don't just stand there and shout it
Do something about it
You can fulfill
Your wildest ambitions
And I'm sure you will
Lose your inhibitions
So open yourself for me
Risk your health for me
If you want my love
If you want my love
If you want my love
If you want my love





. . .



Martina:

Once upon a time not long ago
When people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and justice stood
And people were behavin' like they're oughta good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By another little boy and this is what he said:
"Me and you tonight are gonna make some cash
Robbin' old folks and makin' the dash."
They did the job, money came with ease
But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease
He robbed another and another a sister and a brother
Tried to rob a man who was a duty undercover
The cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic
He said "Keep still, boy, no need for static"
Punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap
But little did he know the little boy was strapped
The kid pulled out the gun, he said "Why'd ya hit me?"
The barrel was set straight for the cop's kidney
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure
Lyrics"I'll do years if I pull this trigger"
So he cold dashed and ran around the block
Cop radios it to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw the sister
A shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her
Looked around due to expectations
So he decided he'd head for the subway stations
But she was coming and he made a left
He was runnin' top speed till he was out of breath
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him
Then he made his move to an abandoned building
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor
Opened up the door there, guess who he saw?
Dave the dope fiend shootin' dope
Who don't know the meaning of water nor soap
He said "I need bullets, hurry up, run!"
The dope fiend brought back a spanking shotgun
He went outside but there was cops all over
Then he dipped into a car, a stolen Nova
Raced up the block doing 83
Crashed into a tree near a university
Escaped alive though the car was battered
Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered
Ran out of bullets and still he had static
Grabbed a pregnant lady, got out the automatic
Pointed at her head and he said the gun was full o'lead
He told the cops "Back off or the honey here's dead"
Deep in his heart he knew he was wrong
So he let the lady go and he starts to run on
Sirens sounded, he seemed astounded
Before long the little boy got surrounded
He dropped the gun, so went the glory
And this is the way I have to end this story
He was only seventeen, in a madman's dream
The cops shot the kid, I still hear him scream
This ain't funny so don't ya dare laugh
Just another case 'bout the wrong path
Straight and narrow while your soul gets cash





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