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becoming remixed bookletwalk the rain
can't find my way home
precious
velvet divorce
johnny
a long hard road out of hell
clean
no more
diving
unattach
perfect one
cold air
miami counting
after every party i die
loretta young silks (french version)

 

  walk the rain
(from the cd-single: "spin spin sugar" 1997
written by kelli dayton)

it brakes my heart
to see you go
i fall apart
like a broken door
i'll surely die
if you gone too long
your absence cries
like a silent song

i pound the walls
with bloody hands
i curse and crawl
like a desperate man

i walk the rain
i walk the rain

i see their smiles
those crocodiles
and stich by stich
i'm such a bitch

i walk the rain
i walk the rain



  can't find my way home
(from the cd-single: "6 underground" 1996
written by steve winwood)

come down off your throne
leave your body alone
somebody's gotta change
you're the reason i've been waiting for so long
somebody holds the key and it ain't me
well i'm merely ahead
and i just think at the time
what's more i'm wasted
and i can't find my way home

come down on your own
leave your money at home
somebody's gotta change
you're the reason i've been waiting all these years
somebody holds the key and it ain't me
well i'm merely ahead
and i just think at the time
what's more i'm wasted
and i can't find my way home



  precious
(from the cd-single: "6 underground" 1996
written by kelli dayton)

precious
i feel precious
ways of the unknown true
bathing
in your present
i despise what isn't you

precious
i feel precious
writhing in the way
dripping
onto slivers
screaming for screaming sake

precious
i feel precious
and so afraid
cracking
slowly cracking
under the neon ray

precious
i feel precious
writhing in the way
dripping
onto slivers
screaming for screaming sake



   velvet divorce
(from the soundtrack: "a life less ordinary" 1998)

no ordinary sin
was perfect working order
i'd rather sink than swim
if i can't walk on water
let this scandal in
this perfect world disordered
i'd rather drown than swim
i can't walk on water
distaste of dilution
velvet divorce
i get bored
i get bored 

i'd sooner sell it cheap 
then trap this limbo culture
it takes a gun to clear
the storm that we've been under 
you still take me wrong
i don't need understanding
let the damage sing
i'm asking i'm demanding
distaste of dilution
velvet divorce
i get bored 
i get bored 

i'm losing all my days
to nights of blurred salvation
i'm following your gaze 
it's true, i hate creation
distaste of dilution
velvet divorce
i get bored
i get bored
 johnny
(from the cdsingle: "tesko suicide/post modern sleaze" 1997)

i put my hand upon her knee
and she said "do u want to see?"
i put my hand upon her breast
and she said "do u want to kiss?"
gently gently, gently Johnny,
gently Johnny, my jingle
gently gently, gently Johnny,
gently Johnny, my jingle

i put my hand upon her thigh
and she said "would you like to try ?"
i put my hand upon her belly
and she said "do u want to fill me ?"
gently gently, gently Johnny,
gently Johnny, my jingle
gently gently, gently Johnny,
gently Johnny, my jingle

i put my hand upon her knee
and she said "do u want to see ?"
i put my hand upon her breast
and she said "do u want to kiss ?"
gently gently, gently Johnny,
gently Johnny, my jingle
gently gently, gently Johnny,
gently Johnny, my jingle

 

  a long hard road out of hell
(Marilyn Manson & Sneaker Pimps
Spawn Soundtrack, 1997)

I want to fly into your sun
Need fear to make me numb
Live like a teenage christ
I'm a saint, got a date with suicide

Oh Mary, Mary
To be this young is oh so scary
Mary, Mary
To be this young i'm oh so scared
I wanna live, I wanna love
But it's a long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love
But it's a long hard road, out of hell

You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

Spin my way out of hell, there's nothing left this (to) soul to sell   1.50

Live fast and die fast too
How many times to do this for you?
How many times to do this for you?

Oh Mary, Mary
To be this young i'm oh so scared
I wanna live, I wanna love
But it's a long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love
But it's a long hard road, out of hell

You never said forever, could ever hurt like this
You never said forever, could ever hurt like this

I wanna live, I wanna love
But it's a long hard road, out of hell
Long hard road, out of hell
I wanna live, I wanna love
But its a long hard road, out of hell
Long hard road, out of hell

Sell my soul for anything, anything but you
Sell my soul for anything, can anything but you

 

  clean
(from the cdsingle: "tesko suicide" 1996
written by howe/corner/pickering)

i had a dream
last night
they came into my arms
and i held you so tight
the sky was black

and in the streets
i watched a thousand babies burn
how can I get myself, get myself clean
i watched a thousand babies burn
how can I get myself, get myself clean

it's gonna take a million watefalls to wash away the sin

the sun went black
and for its kiss 
i nailed a thousand silver nails into my saviour's wrists 

and he said girl, see what I mean
it's gonna take a million waterfalls to wash yourself, wash yourself 
clean
i watched these thousand babies burn
and in the midst of my, midst of my dream
I watched these thousand babies burn, baby burn baby burn
clean
I watched these thousand babies burn, baby burn baby burn

 

  no more
(from the cdsingle: "tesko suicide" 1996
written by kelli dayton)

no more, no more, no more, no more
and i'll never turn back 
no more
he says he's the one
he's the one I'm looking for
and i'll never turn back 
no more

tell him where
tell him when
tell him where i can get found
and i'll never turn back
no more

down on my knees
down on my knees
don't need to crawl
don't wanna please

well, I'll never turn Back
no more



  diving
(from the cd single "Low Five" 1999) Cut the cord and swing the lead Failure's fate the one instead The tidemark's rising Blossom falls and clouds the air Powder trails the one in care The tidemark's rising Leaving you Became arriving Falling down Became diving Flowers bloom and take the sun Chances left when all is done The tidemark's rising River swells and breaks it banks Acting up instead of thanks The tidemarks rising Leaving you Became arriving Falling down Became diving Flooding cares to keep hope clear Drowning all to keep what's dear The tidemark's rising Keeping undercounts as acts Lying hard to prove a fact The tidemark's rising Leaving you Became arriving Falling down Became diving  unattach
(from the cdsingle "Low Five") Unattach to know Long to be so uninvolved Try to want to know How to follow what's being showed Reserve the right to never tell Silence tells you more... I can take the rest down I can take the rest down Hang opinion 'round Hope's ballooning as we wait Never standing ground Making moves to compensate I can't wait to see you try Suits me when you fail I can take the rest down I can take the rest down Try so hard to plan a route Of summer escaped from algebra Lost, confess no claim to truth Limit me to something more Reserve the right to never tell Silence tells you more Cause I can take the rest down Cause I can take the rest down I can take the rest down.....   perfect one
(from the cdsingle "Ten to Twenty") Place your mark on me now Hang your star on my form Hold your hope to my arm Place your faith on my charm This is how I would This is all our time to tell This is how we spread over rough things Found from clipped wings Look at me now Look at me now I've become the perfect one Look at me now Look at me now I've become the perfect one No such thing as "clean water" No such thing as "clinical" No such thing as "left to chance" No such thing as "impartial stance" This is how I would This is all our time to tell This is how we spread over rough things Found from clipped wings Look at me now Look at me now I've become the perfect one Look at me now Look at me now I've become the perfect one  cold air
(written together with natalie imbruglia) Waiting for the last leaf to fall Can I hear a cry for a dead man to crawl Asleep like stones in the well Empty as you leave your dry sea shell Never seen you came this far Never thought I’d hope this hard (Like Air) Always looking down upon yourself (Like Air) You live 2ft above yourself (Somewhere) We will always be in parallel (Out there) It’s a place without a hope in hell (Like Air) Haven’t made a sound all week Tryin to gather up some promises to keep I watched as the icicles fell Pinned to the bottom or drowning, its hard to tell You may be human after all Must you build yourself so tall Trying to wash your trace off my skin Cover up the footprints I’ve been making Easier to cut you cold You can keep your waste of space, I’m half way home.

 Miami Counting

so i wake up on my way east I'm ironing out this crease that sleeps underneath me.
1 for sorrow and 2 for killjoy , 3 the girl who gets to the boy.
freeing the girl who gets to remote-control me.

10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s,
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line.
6 to the best, low 5 for the rest,
I'm 4 on the floor, Miami.
10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s,
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line.
6 to the best, low 5 for the rest,
I'm 4 on the floor, miami counting. miami counting.

if she drive us down to the beach, conceiving our kids on the seat,
she's a valley girl and mainstream a freak.
1 for trying and 2 for escape and 3 the boy who made the mistake
of freeing the girl with affections to rare to ease you.

10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s,
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line.
6 to the best, low 5 for the rest,
I'm 4 on the floor, Miami.
10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s,
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line.
6 to the best, low 5 for the rest,
I'm 4 on the floor, miami counting. miami counting.
miami counting. miami counting.

1 for sorrow and 2 for killjoy , 3 the girl who gets to the boy.
she remote-controls me.
so i wake up on my way east with only myself to please
and after today has crashed I'm left with the aftermath.

10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s,
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line.
6 to the best, low 5 for the rest,
I'm 4 on the floor, Miami.
10 stops till she drops, dressed up to the 9s,
8 o'clock on the dot on the 7th line.
6 to the best, low 5 for the rest,
I'm 4 on the floor, miami counting. miami counting.
miami counting. miami counting.

 

 

 After every party i die

you're living but you've got no soul
you captivate but you hold no weigth at all
so watch as i start to smile

you're living but you've got no soul
you captivate but you hold no weigth at all
so watch as i start to smile

your dumber than you think you're deep
you aggrivate but you're always one to speak
so watch as i start smile

after every party i die, dead, after every party
after every party i die, dead, after every party
after every party i die, dead, after every party
after every party i die, dead, after every party

so morning brakes us up inside
playback, execution, killing time
so watch as i start to smile

your dumber than you think you're deep
trying your best to sleep at cocaine speed
so watch as i start to smile

after every party i die, dead, after every party
after every party i die, dead, after every party
after every party i die, dead, after every party
after every party i die, dead, after every party

 

 loretta young silks
(french version)

Des prétextes pour chacun
Des excuses sans fin
Pas de contact, ni de loin
Pour casser les battements de mon cœur
Trop d’illusion, de perfection
Une absente raison
Du dégoût, par-dessus tout,
J’attendrais le ciel pour en finir

Tu es Loretta Young Silks
Tu te déguises quand tu aimes
Tu es Loretta Young Silks
Faisant l’amour allongé / Faisant l’amour avec gêne
Tu es comme ce plaisir / T’aimer comme ce plaisir
Mentir pour jouir
Tu es Loretta Young Silks
Tu changes l’amour en haine

Des rendez vous un peu flou
Que tu manques sans gêne
Tu n’es fidèle qu’à toi-même
Tu te reposes sur mes « Je t’aime »
Tout ce qu’un œil peut voir
Un œil sans histoire
Un cœur et son vainqueur
Pour nourrir les battements de ton cœur

You're so Loretta young silks
Fashioning your self escape
You're so Loretta young silks
Trading on your superwaif
All style before content
Using me as bait
You're so Loretta young silks
Swapping your love for hate


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