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TV On The Radio
TV On The Radio


Информация
Откуда Brooklyn, New York, United States
Жанры Experimental Rock
Indie Rock
Годы 2001—2010
Лейблы Interscope Records
Touch and Go Records
4AD
См. также Celebration
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Anywhere I Lay My Head
Maximum Balloon
Сайт Website
Состав
Tunde Adebimpe
Kyp Malone
David Andrew Sitek
Jaleel Bunton
Бывшие участники
Gerard Smith



Альбом TV On The Radio


Live At Amoeba Music (27.03.2007)
27.03.2007
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From the depths I called you ma
For your breath and breast so warm and fabled
Your hands reached inside
Grabbed my heart, enlarged, disabled

Hailed for your mercy
An ear that cares

How the blues sound from up there?

With my wet hair, I wipe the blood off of your feet
Carry me through these shark infested waters
Well you spared me from the slaughter for sure
But these sharks are equally in need of a martyr

Oh kindness shared
Undeserved purest gift
This life you're spared

How the blues sound from up there?

Teeth gnashing, masticating this dumb tongue
Quiet now, quiet now, hear that supplication
Echo into the void
Been received by no one

Oh my sweet dear
Cold alone poisoning ourselves
Engulfed in our own tears

Signed, blues from down here
Signed, blues from down here
Signed, blues from down here

Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your..
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your..
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your..
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your..
Pull the pin, drop it in, let it wash away your..

Time for favorite story
Of how to achieve golden glory
Wash yourself all squeaky clean
All in white, all hallow's eve

Lessen your desire
Hold your breath so patiently
Never inquire how to be free
Just stay on your knees

You might doubt it
Think there's nothing left for you to do
But stomp my feet and shout about it

From the depths I called you

Now I'm waiting for an answer patiently
Stuck here at the bottom of this well
It's not the last you've heard from me

. . .


Say say my playmate
Won't you lay your hands on me
Mirror my malady
Transfer my tragedy

Got a curse I cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
When the moon is round and full
Gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish

(My mind's aflame)

We could jet in a stolen car
But I bet we wouldnt get too far
Before the transformation takes
Its bloodlust tanks and
Crave gets slaked

My mind has changed
My bum has framed,
But God I like it
My heart's aflame
My heart is strained
But God I like it
(2x)

Charge me your day rate
I'll turn you out in time
When the moon is round and full
Gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your mongrel mind
Baby doll I recognize
You're a hideous thing inside
If ever there were a lucky kind
It's you, you, you, you

I know it's strange
There's no other way
To get to know you
You'll never know
Unless we go
So let me show you
I know it's strange
There's no other way
To get to know you
We've got 'til noon
Here comes the moon
So let it show you
Show you
(now)

Dream me oh dreamer
Down to the floor
Open my hands and let them
Weave onto yours

Feel me, completer
Down to my core
Open my heart and let it
Bleed onto yours

Feeding on fever
Down on all fours
Show you what all the
howling's for

Hey hey my playmate
Let me lay waste to thee
Burned down their hanging trees
It's hot (here), hot (here), hot (here), hot (here)

Got a curse we cannot lift
Shines when the sunshine shifts
There's a curse comes with a kiss (we're howling forever)
The bite that binds the gift that gives (oh, oh)

Now that we got gone for good (we're howling forever)
Writhing under your riding hood (oh, oh)
Tell your gra'ma and your mama too (we're howling forever)
It's true, true, true, true... (oh, oh)


We're howling forever
Oh, oh
(5x)

. . .


Suddenly, all your history's ablaze
Try to breathe as the world disintegrates
Just like autumn leaves we're in for change
Holding tenderly to what remains
And all your memories are as precious as gold
And all the honey and the fire which you stole
Have you running through all your red cheek days
Shaking loose these songs from their sacred hiding space

Hold your heart courageously as we walk into this dark place
Stand, stare fast, erect and see that love is the province of the brave

Push under the ??(whizzing lights) of buzzing stars
Let this burning brightly illuminate where we are
Build this hallow that lovers' voices occupy
Let it follow that we let it free, let it fly
Breaking open the walls of this cage
Intoxicated, oh so amazed
Much like falcons tumbling from our hearts that blaze
Oh come join, at our arms engaged

Hold these hearts courageously as we walk into this dark place
Stand, stare fast beside me and see that love is the province of the brave

. . .


Little flightless metal birds
High above in limbless tree
Ring out into the atmosphere
Creating beauty inadvertently

It was a technological feat

This little bird

Wading through the market's waste
We locked eyes felt our lonliness abate
True desire showed its face, but only momentarily

Grey cascades in foreign waves
Wash the day away

I bought you from the dying woods of Brazil
This little bird
While the kids burned down the greenhouse pushed the
Charred frame into the landfill
Put his beak to the world
We bought new bodies we bought diamond encrusted guns
So who the hell are you?
Making out so high in the backseat of a car-bomb under carcinogenic sun

Grey cascades in foreign waves
Wash the day away
Grey cascades in foreign waves

We did believe in magic we did believe
We let our souls act as canaries
Our hearts gilded cages be

Watched a million dimming lanterns float out to sea
Lay your malady at the mouth of the death machine

Aeroplane odabo
ba mi ki won lo Odabo
Eko meji, o yo mi
O yo mi
O yo mi

Grey cascades in foreign waves
Wash the day away
Grey cascades in foreign waves

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