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We Are Scientists
We Are Scientists


Информация
Откуда Claremont, California
Жанры Alternative Rock
Post-punk Revival
Dance-punk
Indie Rock
Годы 2000—н.в.
Лейблы Virgin Records
Сайт Website
Состав
Andy Burrows
Keith Murray
Chris Cain
Max Hart
Бывшие участники
Michael Tapper
Adam Aaronson



Альбом We Are Scientists


With Love and Squalor (10.01.2006)
10.01.2006
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The day you move I'm probably going to explode
It's true, I'm probably going to explode
Oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh oh oh
You'll pray for proof, I'm probably making this up
It's true, I'm probably making this up
Oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh oh oh

Because my body is your body
I won't tell anybody
If you want to use my body
Go for it, yeah

My body is your body
I won't tell anybody
If you want to use my body
Go for it, yeah
Go for it, yeah

If no one moves then nobody's going to get hurt
Don't move, 'cause nobody wants to get hurt
Oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh oh oh
You'll pray for proof, I'm probably making this up
It's true, I'm probably making this up
Oh oh oh oh, woah oh oh oh oh

Because my body is your body
I won't tell anybody
If you want to use my body
Go for it, yeah

My body is your body
I won't tell anybody
If you want to use my body
Go for it, yeah
Go for it, yeah

Because my body is your body
I won't tell anybody
If you want to use my body
Go for it, yeah

My body is your body
And I'm not just anybody
If you want to use my body
Go for it, yeah

. . .



The scene is dead but I'm still restless
An hour till the last call I guess
I shouldn't even be here much less
Drinking myself into excess
But I'm not going home till I'm done

Well go on get gone
Go on and get gone
Go on you can't go home
The night is young
I'm blacking out
But it's been fun

Well everythings another excuse
To keep you doing what I want to
Look I would really love to kiss you
But I guess I'm in no condition
I'm not going home with no one

Well go on get gone
Go on and get gone
Go on you can't go home
The night is young
I'm blacking out
But it's been fun

Well I'm not going home with no one
Not going home with no one
Not going home with no one

Well go on get gone
Go on and get gone
Go on you can't go home
The night is young
I'm blacking out
But it's been fun

We can't go home
The night is young
I'm blacking out

. . .



Call on the fates, this'll take a second
While I fall on my face, like everyone else
and we can talk all we want, but all I can say
Is that I'm sorry and I'm sorry
but I'm never gonna do it again

Counting on my relative friends
When this keeps coming up again and again
If everybody knows how its gonna end,
why doesn't someone stop me?

Because I'm sick of waking up on your floor,
for the sixth or seventh night in a row
I'm lying next to you in all of my clothes - someone stop me

It's hard to rely on the rhythm section
when they're all packing up and they're heading for the exit
Yeah, we're all just the same, a bunch of slaves to fashion
Who are tall, dark and scared and just praying for some action

How am I supposed to know what makes this happen?
How am I supposed to know what makes this happen?
How am I supposed to know what makes this happen?
How am I supposed to know what makes this happen?

I'm counting on my relative friends (inaction)
'cause this keeps coming up again and again (inaction)
If everybody knows how its gonna end (inaction)
why doesn't someone stop me? (inaction)

Because I'm sick of waking up on your floor, (inaction)
for the sixth or seventh night in a row (inaction)
I'm lying next to you in all of my clothes - someone stop me

I can't keep counting on my relative friends (inaction)
'cause this keeps coming up again and again (inaction)
If everybody knows how its gonna end (inaction)
why doesn't someone stop me? (inaction)

Because I'm sick of waking up on your floor, (inaction)
for the sixth or seventh night in a row (inaction)

. . .



The party's all right, I might wanna stop drinking
What were we talking about?
My body won't tell my mind what I've been thinking
Before it's out of my mouth
The minute I get upset, that's it, it's over
I'm already out of the room
Why can't I just forget that what I know's gonna hurt?
There's not much else I can do

I'm breaking my own rules, becoming someone else
Well everybody says I oughta get over myself
I'm thinking I can't move
If there isn't somewhere else to go

I've probably made mistakes that I've forgotten
It's all ambiguous now
I've been willing to take the shape of what you wanted
I could just figure it out

I'm breaking my own rules, becoming someone else
Well everybody says I oughta get over myself
I'm thinking I can't move
If there isn't somewhere else to go

I'm breaking my own rules, becoming someone else
Well everybody says I oughta get over myself
I'm thinking I can't move
If there isn't somewhere else to go, whoa, whoa
It's changing my issues as far as I can tell
But everybody says I oughta get over myself
I'm thinking I can't lose

. . .



I guess that I should probably leave right now
cause I'm already kind of sweating and freaking out
I got a timebomb headache thats ticking down
I guess that everythings better when im not around

Its all out of context
Its nothing im into
call it a complex
Its really quite simple
Im tired of these hangups
I wish somebody would call me back.
how about it?

well my tongue is tired
and im seeing stars
I got a million ugly words for what you are
I got a busted back
and a broken heart
I guess that everything is better where ever you are

Its all out of context
Its nothing im into
call it a complex
Its really quite simple
Im tired of these hangups
I wish somebody would call me back.
how about it?

Its all out of context
Its nothing im into
call it a complex
Its really quite simple
Im tired of these hangups
I wish somebody would call me back.
and im so sorry to bring you down
I guess that everythings better when im not around
and im so sorry to bring you down
I guess that everythings better when im not around
and im so sorry to bring you down

. . .



Well I've been taking my time, slow goings nothing new to me
I've been taking my time, slide up just drop everything

Falling out of my car, I'm not sure what I'm doing here
Some how wherever we are, I'm not sure what I'm doing here

I'm not gonna wait for anything to happen
All of this at once I'm ready for the cash-in
And I'm not gonna wait for anything to happen, no, ohhh

Well I've been talking a lot, I'm not saying much of anything
Well I've been talking a lot, I'm not saying much of anything

I'm not gonna wait for anything to happen
All of this at once I'm ready for the cash-in
And I'm not gonna wait for anything to happen, no, ohhh

I've been taking my time
I've been taking my time

I'm not gonna wait for anything to happen
All of this at once I'm ready for the cash-in

. . .



I should have known that this would happen from the start
This kind of function's going to have to fall apart
I guess before I would have sworn that we were friends
And in this problem must award some logic trend

Well I still don't understand what this whole thing's about
And all the words that you said are somehow stuck in my mouth
This was going so well, but I don't know what I did
All I really can tell is
I've been hit!
I've been hit!
I've been hit!

Well there's only so much drama I can stand
This is just about as far as I will bend
So get your hands off my lapel because I think it's time to go
You oughta know that or you oughta know

And I still don't understand what this whole thing's about
And all the words that you said are somehow stuck in my mouth
This was going so well, but I don't know what I did
All I really can tell is
I've been hit!
I've been hit!
I've been hit!

As I was falling down the stairs and out the door
Yes, I heard you yell my name but I'm not sure
You know, before I could have sworn that we were friends
Somehow that's how these parties always seem to end

Well I still don't understand what this whole thing's about
And all the words that you said are somehow stuck in my mouth
This was going so well, but I don't know what I did
All I really can tell is that
I always get hit

Well I still don't understand what this whole thing's about
And all the words that you said are somehow stuck in my mouth
I guess I might take it back, but I'm not sure what I did
All I know for a fact is
I've been hit!
I've been hit!

. . .



I'm making my escape
Making my escape
Tell myself that everything's in shape
Everything's in shape
But me

How long can this take?
How long can this take?
Tell myself that everything is great
Everything is great
Well, how'm I doin'?

[Chorus]
I got a great idea
I'm gonna wait right here
I got a great idea
I'm gonna wait right here
While everything is adding up, up, up
Everything is adding up, up, up

Breakin' both my hands
Breakin' both my hands
Tellin' me to take it like a man
Take it like a man
I can't

I don't understand
I don't understand
Please repeat whatever you just said
Nothin's makin' sense
Well, how'm I doin'?

Chorus

They're breakin' both my hands
They're breakin' both my hands
They're tellin' me to take it like a man
Take it like a man
Well fuck that

I don't understand
Said I don't understand
Said please repeat whatever you just said
Cause nothin's makin' sense
Well, how'm I doin'?


. . .


Falling over backwards for you
Falling over everybody else
I put myself in that position
Everytime I have the chance

I know it's not my business, to be
Digging up these things I shouldn't know
Twenty years of bad descisions
Havn't taught me much at all

Seperate events you're making
Everyone pretend it's not your fault
And all of this offence you're taking
Doesn't really bother me at all

Twist my arm 'cause that's the way you think you're gonna work this whole thing out
You know you own my body but don't think that you control my mouth

(having every question answered
Is it gonna help at all?) [x3]
(having every question answered
Doesn't help)

When you're not supposed to know
You're not supposed to know
You're not supposed to know
Anything

Another textbook situation
Everything I think I know I've read
What's the point of medication?
All it makes me wish; that I were dead

It's pretty clear that you are me
It's written here on every single page
I'm spitting blood, not stupid
I can read it all over your face

(having every question answered
Is it gonna help at all?) [x3]
(having every question answered
Doesn't help)

When you're not supposed to know
You're not supposed to know
You're not supposed to know
Anything

You're not supposed to know
Anything

. . .



Why do I keep finding myself so surprised?
The qualities you openly have advertised
A bigger man might not feel so compromised
But I've never been that sane and I won't start tonight

It's burning me up, I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off
I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me

I've heard some things I guess it's better not to know
It's pretty bad as far as first impressions go
A bigger man could probably get past it all
Oh the problem here is that I just won't grow up, so what

It's burning me up, I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off
I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off, off, off...

It's burning me up, I've heard it enough
I won't let your lousy reputation throw me off
I've heard it enough

. . .



If I had one shread of common sense I would have already left
Don't ask how long I've been waiting here, yeah you can probably guess
Tracing the arc of the hour hand, this clock's incredibly slow
You ask how long I've been waiting here, I think you already know
Cause I've been hanging out and counting down the time that I've been wasting
I've been holding on for way too long, you're always worth the wait though I
guess

Measure in time by the bottle, and I've had more than a few
I'm standing up to get outta here, I'm standing up for myself now and this is
long overdue
There ain't no two ways about it, I can't keep letting this go
You ask how long I've been waiting here, I think you already know
Cause I've been hanging out and counting down the time that I've been wasting
I've been holding on for way too long, you're always worth the wait though
And oh promising a promise if you know you're gonna break it
I've been holding on for way too long, you're always worth the wait though I
guess

Well I keep hanging out and counting down the time that I've been wasting
I've been holding on for way too long, you're always worth the wait though
And oh promising a promise if you know you're gonna break it
I've been holding on for way too long, you're always worth the wait though I

. . .


What's the point of making all this noise
If nothing's ever getting heard?
I'm saving up my voice now
What's the word, yeah
What's the word, yeah
What's the word?

Instead of throwing up your hands
Why don't you tell me what
You're trying to tell me?
I'm sick of breaking all these plans
It's starting to kill me
Man, it's starting to kill

I'm about as close to making sense
As I am ever going to get
Is that how quickly I'd be gone?

And just read my lips
They're pretty loose
They're pretty loose
They're pretty loose

But I can't ever say
Who's kidding who?
Who's kidding who?
Who's kidding who?

Instead of throwing up your hands
Why don't you tell me what
You're trying to tell me?
I'm sick of breaking all these plans
It's starting to kill me
Man, it's starting to kill

I'm about as close to making sense
As I am ever going to get
Is that how quickly I'd be gone?

Save your breath
I already knew
I already knew
I already knew

But I can't say
Who's kidding who
Who's kidding who
Who's kidding who

Instead of throwing up your hands
Why don't you tell me what
You're trying to tell me?
I'm sick of breaking all these plans
It's starting to kill me
Man, it's starting to kill

I'm about as close to making sense
As I am ever going to get
Is that how quickly I'd be gone?

. . .


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