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Larme Fatale

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I was talking to a friend about tears being a woman’s lethal weapon: “larme fatale”. I can’t deal with tears. Remembered in the following sequence “This Mortal Coil‘s album It’ll end in tears. It’s the one that illustrates this post… The one with the Tim Buckley cover that this same friend likes so much… I also thought of this silly Grease track.




You don’t remember me
But I remember you
It was not so long ago
You broke my heart in two

Tears on my pillow
Pain in my heart
caused by you…you…

If we could start anew
I wouldn’t hesitate
I’d gladly take you back
and tempt the hands of fate

Tears on my pillow
Pain in my heart
caused by you…you…you,you…you…

Love is not a gadget
Love is not a toy
When you find the one you love
He’ll fill your heart with joy

If we could start anew
I wouldn’t hesitate
I’d gladly take you back
and tempt the hands of fate

Tears on my pillow
Pain in my heart
caused by you..you


And then I realized there was this Drums song



Baby, I know you hate me so
I gave you everything, why do you hate me so?

I don’t feel sorry when you cry
I don’t believe you when you lie
Because your eyes are always saying goodbye
Saying goodbye

Baby, you took my soul
I gave you everything, what did you give my soul?

I don’t feel sorry when you cry
I don’t believe you when you lie
Because your eyes are always saying goodbye
Saying goodbye

It will all end in tears

And they sound so much like the Cure…



I would say I’m sorry,
If I thought that it would change your mind.
But I know that this time,
I have said too much,
Been too unkind…

I tried to laugh about it,
Cover it all up with lies.
I tried to laugh about it,
Hiding the tears in my eyes.
Cause boys don’t cry.
Boys don’t cry.

I would break down at your feet,
And beg forgiveness,
Plead with you.
But I know that it’s too late,
And now there’s nothing I can do…

So I tried to laugh about it,
Cover it all up with lies.
I tried to laugh about it,
Hiding the tears in my eyes.
Cause boys don’t cry.
Boys don’t cry.

I would tell you,
That I loved you,
If I thought that you would stay.
But I know that it’s no use,
That you’ve already,
Gone away…

Misjudged your limit,
Pushed you too far,
Took you for granted,
I thought that you needed me more…

Now I would do most anything,
To get you back by my side.
But I just keep on laughing,
Hiding the tears in my eyes,
Cause boys don’t cry.
Boys don’t cry.
Boys don’t cry…



Ok, we’re done for today. And no this is not a life post. Just an exercise in futility. I felt the urge to compile and post thematically…

Anyway, here’s the BONUS:



After laughter comes tears
After your laughter there will be tears

When you’re in love, you’re happy
When your in a arm, you gaze
This doesn’t last always

After your laughter there will be tears

My friends all say, don’t try to hold it in
But i can’t let that guy know how i feel
I’ll try to hold back my, my, my tears
But they keep say

After your laughter oh, oh, oh

I’ll try to hide, hide my sorrows
I wonder can i hold them till tomorrow
Maybe ill hold them for a year
But they keep say

After your laughter
Now you will see those wet little tears

After your laughter
A little biddy tear will look climb into your eye


And a stream of consciousness Bonus



After the rain comes sun
After the sun comes rain again
After the rain comes sun
After the sun comes rain again

This must be underwater love
The way I feel it slipping all over me
This must be underwater love
The way I feel it

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June 28, 2012 at 13:34

Burn, Baby, Burn

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Let me get this right, you’re getting a Burning Sensation? – Eddie Murphy / Raw


Watch out you might get what you’re after
Cool babies strange but not a stranger
I’m an ordinary guy
Burning down the house






Hold tight wait till the party’s over
Hold tight We’re in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house

Here’s your ticket pack your bag: time for jumpin’ overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far, Maybe you know where you are
Fightin’ fire with fire

All wet hey you might need a raincoat
Shakedown dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees
Burning down the house

It was once upon a place sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work baby what did you except
Gonna burst into flame

My house S’out of the ordinary
That’s might Don’t want to hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house

No visible means of support and you have not seen nuthin’ yet
Everything’s stuck together
I don’t know what you expect starring into the TV set
Fighting fire with fire






(Burn baby burn) disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
Satisfaction came in a chain reaction
(Burnin)
I couldn’t get enough
So I had to self-destruct
The heat was on, rising to the top
Everybody is going strong
And that is when my spark got hot
I heard somebody say

(Burn baby burn) disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
Up above my head
I hear music in the air
That makes me know
There’s a party somewhere
Satisfaction came in a chain reaction
I couldn’t get enough
So I had to self-destruct
The heat was on, rising to the top
Everybody is going strong
And that is when my spark got hot
I heard somebody say
(Burn baby burn) disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down
(Burn baby burn) disco Inferno
(Burn baby burn) burn that mother down

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June 28, 2012 at 10:36

Boots

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You keep saying you got something for me
Something you call love but confess
You’ve been a’messin’ where you shouldn’t ‘ve been a’messin’
And now someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you






You keep lyin’ when you oughta be truthin’
You keep losing when you oughta not bet
You keep samin’ when you oughta be a’changin’
What’s right is right but you ain’t been right yet
These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

You keep playing where you shouldn’t be playing
And you keep thinking that you’ll never get burnt (HAH)
Well, I’ve just found me a brand new box of matches (YEAH)
And what he knows you ain’t had time to learn
These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

Are you ready, boots?
Start walkin’






You can find more info on U2’s Get On Your Boots (Justice Remix) here





Wild Beasts – The Fun Powder Plot

This is a booty call; my boot up your arse hole
This is a Freudian slip; my slipper in your bits






Destiny’s Child vs Stevie Wonder – Bootystition

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June 27, 2012 at 12:18

Billy

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Billy yesetrak billy


Last time I heard that was in Guitar el Hob. Here’s a bad quality clip from this Omar Khorshid classic




And here’s a download link

But this all started with the one and only Billy, the one i got my name from (thank you S.S / no he ain’t a nazi): Billy Idol





Hey little sister what have you done?
Hey little sister who’s the only one?
Hey little sister who’s your superman?
Hey little sister who’s the one you want?
Hey little sister shot gun!

It’s a nice day to start again.
…..
There is nothin’ fair in this world
There is nothin’ safe in this world
And there’s nothin’ sure in this world
And there’s nothin’ pure in this world
Look for something left in this world
Start again






I’m all out of hope
One more bad break
could bring a fall
When I’m far from home
Don’t call me on da phone
To tell me your alone
It’s easy to deceive
It’s easy to tease
But hard to get release
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Got no human grace your eyes without a face.
I spend so much time
Believing all the lies
To keep the dream alive
Now it makes me sad
It makes me mad at truth
For lovin’ what was you.
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Got no human grace your eyes without a face.
When you hear the music you make a dip
Into someone else’s pocket then make a slip
Steal a car and go to Las Vegas oh,
the gigolo pool.
Hangin’ out by the state line,
Turnin Holy water into wine,
Drinkin it down oh,
I’m on a bus on a psychedelic trip
Reading murder books tryin’ to stay hip.
I’m thinkin’ of you you’re out there so
Say your prayers.
Say your prayers.
Say your prayers.
Now I close my eyes
And I wonder why
I don’t despise
Now all I can do
Is love what was once
So alive and new
But it’s gone from your eyes
I’d better realise
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage eyes without a face
Got no human grace your eyes without a face.
Such a human waste your eyes without a face
And now it’s getting worse.

Night!

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June 23, 2012 at 02:01

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