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U2
U2


Информация
Откуда Dublin, Ireland
Жанры Rock
Alternative Rock
Post-punk
Годы 1976—н.в.
Лейблы Island Records
Mercury Records
Interscope Records
См. также Passengers
Virgin Prunes
Сайт Website
Состав
Bono
The Edge
Adam Clayton
Larry Mullen, Jr.



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Альбом U2


Pop (03.03.1997)
03.03.1997
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you can reach but you can't grab it
you can't hold it control it you can't bag it
you can push but you can't direct it
circulate regulate oh no you cannot connect it

you know you're chewing bubblegum
you know what that is but you still want some
you just can't get enough of that lovie dovie stuff

you get confused but you know it
yeah you hurt for it woork for it LOVE
you don't always show it

LET GO LET'S GO... DISCOTHEQUE
GO GO... LET GO... DISCOTHEQUE

looking for the one
but you know you're somwhere else instead
you want to be the song
the song that you hear in your head

LOVE

it's not a trick... you can't learn it
it's the way you don't pay that's okey 'cause you can't earn it

you know you'e chewing bubblegum
you know that is but you still want some
'cause you just can't get enough of that lovie dovie stuff

LET GO LET'S GO... DISCOTHEQUE
GO GO... LET GO... DISCOTHEQUE

looking for the one
but you know you're somwhere else instead
I want to be the song
be the song that you hear in your head

LOVE

but you take what you can get
'cause it's all that you can find
oh you know there's something more
but tonight, tonight, tonight
BOOM CHA
BOOM CHA
DISCOTHEQUE

DO YOU FEEL LOVED?

take these hands they're good for nothing
you know this hands have never worked a day
take these boots they're going nowhere
you know these boots they don't want to stray
you got my head filled with songs
you got my shoelaces undone
take my shirt go on take it off me
you can tear it up
if you can tie me down

DO YOU FEEL LOVED? DO YOU FEEL LOVED?

take the colours of my imagination
take the scent hanging in the air
take this tangle of a coversation
and turn it into your own prayer
with my fingers as you want them
with my nails in your side
with my teeth at your back
and my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies

DO YOU FEEL LOVED? DO YOU FEEL LOVED?

love's a bully pushing shoving
in the belly of a woman
heavy rhythm taking over
to stick together
a man and a woman
stick together
man and woman
stick together ...

DO YOU FEEL LOVED?
DO YOU FEEL LOVED?

and it looks like the sun
but it feels like the rain
and there's heat in the sun
to see us through the rain

. . .



Take these hands they're good for nothing
You know these hands never worked a day
Take these boots they're going nowhere
You know these boots don't want to stray

You got my head filled with songs
You got my shoelaces undone
Take my shirt, go on take it off me
You can tear it up
If you can tie me down

Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved

Take the colours of my imagination
Take the scent hanging in the air
Take this tangle of a conversation
And turn it into your own prayer

With my fingers as you want them
With my nails under your hide
With my teeth at your back
And my tongue to tell you the sweetest lies

Do you feel loved
Do you feel love
Do you feel loved
And it looks like the sun
But it feels like the rain

(I wouldn't hurt you)
(I wouldn't hurt you)
(I wouldn't hurt you)
(I wouldn't hurt you)

Love is coming, pushing and shoving
In the belly of a woman
Heavy rhythm taking over
To stick together
A man and a woman
Stick together
Man and woman
Stick together

And I feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
And it looks like the sun
But it feels like rain
And there's heat in the sun
To see us through the rain

Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved
Do you feel loved

. . .


lookin' for to save my soul
lookin' in the places where no flowers grow
lookin' for to fill that GOD shaped hole

mother mother sucking rock and roll
(been around the back... been around the front)

holy dunc, spacejunk comin' in for the splash
white dpoes on punk staring into the flash
lookin' for baby Jesus under the trash

mother mother suckin' rock and roll
mother [scat singing] rock and roll

mother am i still your son, you know i've waited for so long to hear you say so
mother you left and made me someone
now i'm still a child but no one tells me no

lookin' for a sound that's gonna drown out the world
lookin' for the father of my two little girls
got the swing got the sway got my straw in lemonade
still looking for the face I had before the world was made

mother mother sucking rock and roll
bubble poppin' sugar droppin' rock and roll
[scat singing]

woo me sister
move me brother
soothe me mother
rule me father
show me mother
days passin
around each other

. . .


Nobody else here baby no one else here to blame
No one to point the finger...
It's just you and me and the rain
Nobody made you do it, no one put words in your mouth
Nobody here taking orders when love took a train heading south
It's the blind leading the blond
It's the stuff the stuff of country songs

HEY IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS
AND IF GOD WILL SEND A SIGN
AND IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS
Would everything be alright?

God has got his phone off the hook
Babe would he even pick up if he could?
It's been a while since we saw that child
Hangin' round this neighbourhood
See his mother dealing in a doorway
See Father Christmas with a begging bowl
Jesus sister's eyes are blister ...
THE HIGH STREET never looked so low

It's the blind leading the blond
It's the cops collecting for the cons
So where is the hope and where is the faith ... and the love?
What's that you say to me
Does love... light up your Christmas tree?
The next minute you're blowing a fuse
And the cartoon network turns into the news

HEY IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS
AND IF GOD WILL SEND A SIGN
WELL IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS
WHERE DO WE GO

Jesus never let me down
You know Jesus used to show me the score
Then they put Jesus in show business
Now it's hard to get in the door

It's the stuff it's the stuff of country songs
But I guess it was something to go on

HEY IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS
I SURE COULD USE THEM HERE RIGHT NOW
WELL IF GOD WILL SEND HIS ANGELS
WHERE DO WE GO...

. . .


Summer stretching on the grass... summer dresses pass
In the shade of a willow tree creeps a crawling over me
Over me and over you stuck together with God's glue
It's going to get stickier too...
It's been a long hot summer
let's go undercover
Don't try too hard to think... don't think at all

I'm not the only one starin' at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find if you took a look inside
Not just deaf and dumb i'm staring at the sun
Not the only one who's happy to go blind

There's an insect in your ear if you scratch it won't disappear
It's gonna itch and burn and sting
Do you want to see what the scratching brings
Waves that leave me out of reach
Breaking on your back like a beach...
Will we ever live in peace?
Cause those that can't do often have to
Those that can't do often have to... preach

To the ones staring at the sun...
Afraid of what you'll find if you took a look inside
Not just deaf and dumb... staring at the sun
I'm not the only one who'd rather go blind

Intransigence is all around... military is still in town
Armour plated suits and ties... daddy just won't say goodbye
Referee won't blow the whistle God is good but will HE listen
I'm nearly great
But there's something I'm missing I left in the duty free
Though you never really belonged to me

You're not the only one staring at the sun
Afraid of what you'd find if you stepped back inside
I'm not sucking my thumb I'm staring at the sun
Not the only one who's happy to go blind

. . .


She feels the ground is giving way
Bur she thinks we're better off that way
The more you take the less you feel
The less you know the more you believe
The more you have the more it takes today"

YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
SHE DOESN'T CARE WHAT IT'S WORTH
SHE'S LIVING LIKE IT'S THE LAST NIGHT ON EARTH

She's not waiting on a saviour to come
She's at a bus-stop with the NEWS OF THE WORLD
And the sun sun here it comes
She's not waiting for anyone

YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
she knows just what it's worth
SHE'S LIVING LIKE IT'S THE LAST NIGHT ON EARTH

Slipping away... slip slide...
(The clock tells her that time is slipping... )
The world turns and we get dizzy
(Minute hands and second sticking... )
Slipping away
(There's something going on she might be missing
the world turns and we get dizzy
Is it spinning for you the way it's spinning for me)

She's living living next week now
You know she's going to pay it back somehow
The future is here at last
The past is too uncomfortable

YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
YOU GOT TO GIVE IT AWAY
SHE ALREADY KNOWS IT HURTS
SHE'S LIVING LIKE IT'S THE LAST NIGHT ON EARTH
LAST NIGHT ON EARTH
LAST NIGHT ON EARTH

. . .


You get to feel so guilty got so much for so little
Then you find that feeling just won't go away
You're holding on to every little thing so tightly
Till there's nothing left for you anyway

GOODBYE YOU CAN KEEP THIS SUIT OF LIGHTS
I'LL BE UP WITH THE SUN
AND NOT COMING DOWN... I'M NOT COMING DOWN
IM NOT COMING DOWN

You wanted to get somewhere so badly
You had to loose yourself along the way
You change a name but that's okay... it's necessary
And what you leave behind you don't miss anyway

GOODBYE YOU CAN KEEP THIS SUIT OF LIGHTS
I'LL BE UP WITH THE SUN
AND NOT COMING DOWN... I'M NOT COMING DOWN
I'M NOT COMING DOWN

AND I'M ALREADY GONE
Felt that way all along
Closer to you every day
Didn't want it that much anyway

You're taking steps that make you feel dizzy
Then you get to like the way it feels
You hurt yourself you hurt your lover

Then you discover...
What you thought was freedom is just greed
Goodbye... no emotional goodnight
I'll be up with the sun
Are you still holding on
I'm not coming down
I'm not coming down

. . .


Weather 'round here choppin' and changin'
Surgery in the air
Print shirts and southern accents
Cigars and big hair
We got the wheels and petrol is cheap
Only went there for a week
Got the sun got the sand
Got the batteries in the handycam...

Her eyes all swimming pool blue
Dumb bells on a diving board
Baby's always attracted to the things she's afraid of
Big girl with the sweet tooth
Watches the skinny girl in the photo shoot
Freshmen squeaky clean
She tastes of chlorine
MIAMI MY MAMMY

Love the movies... love to walk those movie sets
Get to shoot someone in the foot
Get to smoke some cigarettes
No big deal we know the score
Just back from the video store
Got the car and the car chase
What's he got inside the case
I want a close up of that face
Here comes the car chase

MIAMI MY MAMMY
MIAMI

I bought two new suits... miami
PINK AND BLUE.. MIAMI
I took a picture of you... miami
Getting hot in a photo booth... miami
I said you looked like a madonna
You said... maybe... said I want to have your baby... BABY
WE COULD MAKE something beautiful
Something that wouldn't be a problem
At least not in... miami

Some places are like your auntie
But there's no place like
MIAMI MY MAMMY

. . .



If Coke is a mystery
Michael Jackson... history
If beauty is truth
And surgery the fountain of youth
What am I to do
Have I got the gift to get me through
The gates of that mansion

If OJ is more than a drink
And a Big Mac bigger than you think
If perfume is an obsession
And talk shows, confession
What have we got to lose
Another push and we'll be through
The gates of that mansion

I never bought a Lotto ticket
I never parked in anyone's space
The banks feel like cathedrals
I guess casinos took their place
Love, come on down
Don't wake her, she'll come around

Chance is a kind of religion
Where you're damned for plain hard luck
I never did see that movie
I never did read that book
But love, come on down
And let my numbers come around

Don't know if I can hold on
Don't know if I'm that strong
Don't know if I can wait that long
'Til the colours come flashing
And the lights go on

Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
And though I can't say why
I know I've got to believe

We'll go driving in that pool
It's who you know that gets you through
The gates of the Playboy mansion
But they don't mention... the pain to reach

Then will there be no time for sorrow
Then will there be no time for shame
Then will there be no time for sorrow

. . .



(Oh it's okay)

Tonight the moon is playing tricks again
I'm feeling sea sick again
The whole world could just dissolve
Into a glass of water

I've been good 'cause I know you don't want me to
Do you really want me to be blue as you
It's her daylight that gets me through

We've been here before
Last time you scratched at my door
The moon was naked and cold
I was like a two year old
Just wanted more

If you wear that velvet dress / If you wear that velvet dress
If you wear that velvet dress, if you wear that velvet dress

Tonight the moon has drawn its curtains
It's a private show
No one else gonna to know
I want you

(So you feel okay?)
(Are you sure it's okay?)
('Cause I want some more)

Sunlight, sunlight fills my room
It's sharp and it's clear
But nothing at all like the moon

It's okay, the struggle for things not to say
I never listened to you anyway
And I got my own hands to pray

But if you wear that velvet dress, if you wear that velvet dress
But if you wear that velvet dress, if you wear that velvet dress

Tonight the moon is a mirrorball
Light flickers from across the hall
Who'll catch the star when he fall


. . .


So you never knew love until you crossed the line of grace
And you never felt wanted till you had someone slap your face
So you never felt alive until you almost wasted away

You had to win
You couldn't just pass
The smartest ass
At the top of the class
Your flying colours
Your family tree
And all your lessons in history

Please... please... please get up off your knees...
Please... please... leave me out of this
Please

So you never knew how long you'd stoop to make that call
And you never knew what was on the ground till they made you crawl
So you never knew that the heaven you keep you stole

Your catholic blues
Your convent shoes
Your stick on tattoos
Now they're making the news
Your holy war
Your northern star
Your sermon on the mount
From the boot of your car

Please...please... please get up off your knees
Please...please... leave me out of this please

So love is hard and love is tough
But love is not what you're thinking of

September... streets capsizing...
spilling over down the drain
...shards of glass splinters like rain
But you could only feel your own pain...
october... talking getting nowhere...
November... December... remember...
are we just starting again...?

So love is big bigger than us
But love is not what you're thinking of
It's what lovers deal it's what lovers steal
You know i've found it hard to recieve
Cause you my love I could never believe

. . .


Jesus, Jesus help me
I'm alone in this world
And a fucked up world it is too
Tell me, tell me the story
The one about eternity
And the way it's all gonna be
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN

Jesus, I'm waiting here boss
I know you're looking out for us
But maybe your hands aren't free
Your Father, He made the world in seven
He's in charge of Heaven
Will you put in a word for me
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN

Listen to your words they'll tell you what to do
Listen over the rhythm that's confusing you
Listen to the reed in the saxophone
Listen over the hum in the radio
Listen over sounds of blades in rotation
Listen through the traffic and circulation
Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme
Listen over marching bands playing out their time
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN

Jesus, were you just around the corner?
Did you think to try and warn her?
Or are you working on something new?
If there's an order in all of this disorder
Is it like a tape recorder?
Can we rewind it just once more?
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN
WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN

. . .


I... I'm a humble guy
no really I try
you know it's hard sometimes

true... and hard working too
working... to get to see you

come on come on come on come on... be good to me
come on come on come on come on... be good to me

here it comes here it comes holy joe

please... don't make me say please
to champagne and ice-cream
it's not what I want, it's what I need

precocious... just a little precocious
expialidocious... yeah yeah yeah

devotion... and some appreciation
a little heavy rotation
looks good on me

you know it's not hard, I can think of a lot harder... oh yeah
just wanted our moment to last a little longer... yeah

come on come on come on come on... be good to me
come on come on come on come on... be good to me

here it comes here it comes holy joe

having the best time of anybody's life
closer than ever to everybody's wife... oh yeah

come on come on come on come on... be good to me
come on come on come on come on... be good to me
come on come on come on come on... be good to me
come on come on come on come on come on come on

here it comes here it comes holy joe

. . .


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