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ТЕКСТЫ ПЕСЕН: Unplugged In New York (1994)
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1. ABOUT A GIRL
2. COME AS YOU ARE
3. JESUS DOESN'T WANT ME FOR A SUNBEAM
4. THE MAN WHO SOLD THE WORLD
5. PENNYROYAL TEA
6. DUMB
7. POLLY
8. ON A PLAIN
9. SOMETHING IN THE WAY
10. PLATEAU
11. OH, ME
12. LAKE OF FIRE
13. ALL APOLOGIES
14. WHERE DID YOU SLEEP LAST NIGHT
1. About A Girl I need an easy friend I do ... with an ear to lend I do ... think you fit this shoe I do ... won't you have a clue I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night For free I do I'm standing in your line I do ... hope you have the time I do ... pick a number too I do ... keep a date with you I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night For free I do I need an easy friend I do ... with an ear to lend I do ... think you fit this shoe I do ... won't you have a clue I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night No, I can't see you every night For free I do ... I do ... I do ... I do ... 2. Come As You Are Come as you are, as you were, As I want you to be As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy. Take your time, hurry up The choice is yours, don't be late. Take a rest, as a friend, as an old enemy Memoria Memoria Memoria Memoria Come dowsed in mud, served in bleach As I want you to be As a trend, as a friend, as an old enemy Memoria Memoria Memoria Memoria And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun Memoria Memoria Memoria Memoria - no I don't have a gun And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun And I swear that I don't have a gun No I don't have a gun Memoria Memoria 3. Jesus Doesn't Want Me For A Sunbeam Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me Don't expect me to cry, For all the reasons you had to die Don't ever ask your love of me Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me Don't expect me to cry, For all the reasons you had to die Don't ever ask your love of me Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam Sunbeams are never made like me Don't expect me to cry, For all the reasons you had to die Don't ever ask your love of me Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die Don't expect me to cry Don't expect me to lie Don't expect me to die for me Originally by The Vaselines 4. The Man Who Sold The World We passed upon the stair We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone A long long time ago Oh no, not me We never lost control You're face to face With The Man Who Sold The World I laughed and shook his hand And made my way back home I searched for form and land For years and years I roamed I gazed a gazeless stare We walked a million hills I must have died alone A long, long time ago Who knows? Not me I never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World Who knows? Not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World Originally by David Bowie 5. Pennyroyal Tea I'm on my time with everyone I have very bad posture Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea I'm anemic royalty Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld So I can sigh eternally I'm so tired I can't sleep I'm anemic royalty I'm a liar and a thief I'm anemic royalty I'm on warm milk and laxatives Cherry-flavored antacids Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me I'm anemic royalty Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me I'm anemic royalty 6. Dumb I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Or maybe just happy Think I'm just happy Think I'm just happy Think I'm just happy My heart is broke But I have some glue Help me inhale And mend it with you We'll float around And hang out on clouds Then we'll come down And have a hangover Have a hangover Have a hangover Have a hangover Skin the sun Fall asleep Wish away The soul is cheap Lesson learned Wish me luck Soothe the burn Wake me up I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light My day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Maybe just happy Think I'm just happy Think I'm just happy Think I'm just happy I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb I think I'm dumb 7. Polly Polly wants a cracker Think I should get off her first Think she wants some water To put out the blow torch Isn't me Have a seat Let me clip Dirty wings Let me take a ride Cut Yourself Want some help Please myself Got some rope Have been told Promise you Heaven True Let me take a ride Cut yourself Want some help Please myself Polly wants a cracker Maybe she would like some food She asked me to untie her A chase would be nice for a few Isn't me Have a seat Let me clip Dirty wings Let me take a ride Cut yourself Want some help Please myself Got some rope Have been told Promise you Have been true Let me take a ride Cut yourself Want some help Please myself Polly said Polly says her back hurts She's just as bored as me She caught me off my guard Amazes me the will of instinct Isn't me Have a seat Let me clip Dirty wings Let me take a ride Cut yourself Want some help Please myself Got some rope Have been told Promise you Have been true Let me take a ride Cut yourself Want some help Please myself 8. On A Plain I'll start this off without any words I got so high that I scratched 'till I bled I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? The finest day that I ever had Was when I learned to cry on command I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain My mother died every night It's safe to say, don't quote me on that I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? The black sheep got blackmailed again Forgot to put on the zip code I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain Somewhere I have heard this before In a dream my memory has stored As a defense I'm neutered and spayed What the hell am I trying to say? It is now time to make it unclear To write off lines that don't make sense I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? And one more special message to go And then I'm done, then I can go home I love myself better than you I know it's wrong so what should I do? I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain I'm on a plain I can't complain 9. Something In The Way Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I trapped All become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling It's okay to eat fish 'Cause they don't have any feelings Something in the way mmm something in the way, yeah mmm something in the way mmm something in the way, yeah mmm Something in the way mmm something in the way, yeah mmm Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I trapped have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling It's okay to eat fish 'Cause they don't have any feelings Something in the way mmm Something in the way, yeah mmm Something in the way mmm Something in the way, yeah mmm Something in the way mmm Something in the way, yeah mmm Something in the way mmm Something in the way, yeah mmm 10. Plateau Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands There's nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words When you've finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean, no dirt to be seen And the work it was fun There's nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs action when you got words Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau Some said it was in Greenland and some say Mexico Others decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could Originally by the Meat Puppets 11. Oh, Me If I had to lose a mile If I had to touch feelings I would lose my soul The way I do I don't have to think I only have to do it The results are always perfect And that's old news Would you like to hear my voice Sprinkled with emotion Invented at your birth? I can't see the end of me My whole expanse I cannot see I formulate infinity Stored deep inside me If I had to lose a mile If I had to touch feelings I would lose my soul The way I do I don't have to think I only have to do it The results are always perfect And that's old news Would you like to hear my voice Sprinkled with emotion Invented at your birth? I can't see the end of me My whole expanse I cannot see I formulate infinity Stored deep inside me I formulate infinity Stored deep inside me Originally by the Meat Puppets 12. Lake Of Fire Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'till the fourth of July I knew a lady who came from Duluth She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave just a little too soon And flew away howling on the yellow moon Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'till the fourth of July The people cry and the people moan They look for a dry place to call their home Try to find some place to rest their bones While the angels and the devils try to make 'em their own Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to a lake of fire and fry See 'em again 'till the fourth of July (Originally by the Meat Puppets) 13. All Apologies What else should I be All apologies What else could I say Everyone is gay What else could I write I don't have the right What else should I be All apologies In the sun In the sun I feel as one In the sun In the sun I'm married Buried I wish I was like you Easily amused Find my nest of salt Everything is my fault I'll take all the blame Aqua seafoam shame Sunburn with freezeburn Choking on the ashes of her enemy In the sun In the sun I feel as one In the sun In the sun Married, Maried, Maried! Buried! Yeah yeah yeah yeah All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are All in all is all we are 14. Where Did You Sleep Last Night My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold wind blows In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through Her husband, was a hard working man Just about a mile from here His head was found in a driving wheel But his body never was found My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold wind blows In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through My girl, my girl, don't lie to me Tell me where did you sleep last night In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through My girl, my girl, where will you go I'm going where the cold wind blows In the pines, in the pines Where the sun don't ever shine I would shiver the whole night through Originally by Ledbelly. Written by Huddie Ledbetter.
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