Damien Rice - Boring Afternoon (текст песни)
she would spend another afternoon drinking wine
sitting on your door, just wasting time
talking about the way it used to be
so much better
or another night baby in your arms
still another one could do no harm
reminds me of how it used to feel
so much wetter
i never know what′s right for her
there′s always something i never notice wrong
to giving it up before you get down
you gotta be in before you get out
you′re gonna be gone, before you get found
in another boring...
spin another bottle in a low-lit room
nothing tastes better than young flowers in bloom
i know that′s how it used to be
we were so much younger
over that now and i can count the years
everybody now is just counting tears
and plastic bills and their protective pills
and i just took my time
i never know what′s right for her
there′s always something i never notice wrong
giving it up before you get down
you gotta be in before you get out
you′re gonna be gone before you get found
in another boring afternoon
giving it up before you get down
you gotta be in before you get out, get out, get out, get out...
giving it up before you get down
you gotta be in before you get out
you′re gonna be gone before you get found
in another boring afternoon
giving it up before you get down
you gotta be in before you get out, get out, get out, get out...
giving it up before you get down
you gotta be in before you get out
you′re gonna be gone
before you get found in another boring afternoon
giving it up before you get down
you gotta be in before you get out
you′re gonna be gone before you get found
in another boring...
giving it up for, giving it up for
giving it up for another boring afternoon
(c) damien rice
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Другие тексты песен исполнителя Damien Rice
Текст песни:
Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It′s the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It′s the wrong time
For somebody new
It′s a small crime
And I′ve got no excuse
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it′s loaded
Is that alright?
If you don′t shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it′s loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?
Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It′s the wrong kind of place
To be cheating on you
It′s the wrong time
but she′s pulling me through
It′s a small crime
And I′ve got no excuse
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it′s loaded
Is that alright?
If you don′t shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright?
Give my gun away when it′s loaded
Is that alright
Is that alright with you?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?
Is that alright?
Is that alright?
Is that alright with you?
No...
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
Well I held you like a lover
Happy hands and your elbow in the appropriate place
And we ignored our others, happy plans
For that delicate look upon your face
Our bodies moved and hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows what we have done
Do you come
Together ever with him?
And is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
And do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?
Well you held me like a lover
Sweaty hands
And my foot in the appropriate place
And we use cushions to cover
Happy glands
In the mild issue of our disgrace
Our minds pressed and guarded
While our flesh disregarded
The lack of space for the light-hearted
In the boom that beats our drum
Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive without me?
If so, be free
If not, leave him for me
Before one of us has accidental babies
For we are in love
Do you come
Together ever with him?
Is he dark enough?
Enough to see your light?
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?
And is he bold enough to take you on?
Do you feel like you belong?
And does he drive you wild?
Or just mildly free?
What about me?
What about me?
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
Nothing unusual, nothing strange
Close to nothing at all
The same old scenario, the same old rain
And there′s no explosions here
Then something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
I saw a spaceship fly by your window
Did you see it disappear?
Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
Nothing unusual, nothing′s changed
Just a little older that′s all
You know when you′ve found it,
There′s something I′ve learned
′Cause you feel it when they take it away
Something unusual, something strange
Comes from nothing at all
But I′m not a miracle
And you′re not a saint
Just another soldier
On the road to nowhere
Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
And Amie come sit on my wall
And read me the story of O
And tell it like you still believe
That the end of the century
Brings a change for you and me
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what′s going on
Still a little bit of your ghost your witness
Still a little BIT of your face I haven′t kissed
You step a little closer EACH DAY
Still I can′t SAY what′s going on
Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it′s not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball
Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer TO ME
So close that I can′t see what′s going on
Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it′s not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon
Stones taught me to fly
Love taught me to cry
So come on courage!
Teach me to be shy
′Cause it′s not hard to fall
And I don′t WANNA scare her
It′s not hard to fall
And I don′t wanna lose
It′s not hard to grow
When you know that you just don′t know
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
Cheers darlin′
Here′s to you and your lover boy
Cheers darlin′
I got years to wait around for you
Cheers darlin′
I′ve got your wedding bells in my ear
Cheers darlin′
You give me three cigarettes to smoke my tears away
And I die when you mention his name
And I lied, I should have kissed you
When we were runnin′ in the rain
What am I darlin′?
A whisper in your ear?
A piece of your cake?
What am I, darlin?
The boy you can fear?
Or your biggest mistake?
Cheers darlin′
Here′s to you and your lover man
Cheers darlin′
I just hang around and eat from a can
Cheers darlin′
I got a ribbon of green on my guitar
Cheers darlin′
I got a beauty queen
To sit not very far from here
I die when he comes around
To take you home
I′m too shy
I should have kissed you when we were alone
hat am I darlin′?
A whisper in your ear?
A piece of your cake?
What am I, darlin?
The boy you can fear?
Or your biggest mistake?
Oh what am I? What am I darlin′?
I got years to wait...
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
You can hold her hand
And show her how you cry
Explain to her your weakness
So she understands
And then roll over and die
You can brave decisions
Before you crumble up inside
Spend your time asking everyone else′s permission
Then run away and hide
Or you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you′re doing or waiting for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I′ve been licking coconut skins
And we′ve been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...
Oh you can hold her eggs
But your basket has a hole
You can lie between her legs and go looking for
Tell her you′re searching for her soul
You can wait for ages
Watch your compost turn to coal
Time is contagious
Everybody′s getting old
So you can sit on chimneys
Put some fire up your ass
No need to know what you′re doing or looking for
But if anyone should ask
Tell them I′ve been cooking coconut skins
And we′ve been hanging out
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins
And relieve us our doubt
La la la la la la la...
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
Cold, cold water surrounds me now
And all I′ve got is your hand
Lord, can you hear me now?
Lord, can you hear me now?
Lord, can you hear me now,
Or am I lost?
No one′s daughter allow me that
And I can′t let go of your hand
Lord, can you hear me now?
Lord, can you hear me now?
Lord, can you hear me now?
or am I lost?
oooo, I love you
Don’t you know I love you
And I always am
Hallelujah
Will you come with me?
Cold, cold water surrounds me now
And all I′ve got is your hand
Lord, can you hear me?
Lord, can you hear me now?
Lord, can you hear me?
Ahh...
Am I lost with you?
Am I lost with you?
Am I lost with you?
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
We might kiss when we are alone
When nobody′s watching
We might take it home
We might make out when nobody′s there
It′s not that we′re scared
It′s just that it′s delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you′ve borrowed
From the only place you′ve know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
We might live like never before
When there′s nothing to give
Well how can we ask for more
We might make love in some sacred place
The look on your face is delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you′ve borrowed
From the only place you′ve know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you′ve borrowed
From the only place you′ve know
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why do you sing with me at all?
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
She lives with an orange tree
The girl that does yoga
She picks the dead ones from the ground
When we come over
And she gives
I get
Without giving anything to me
Like a morning sun
Like a morning
Like a morning sun
Good good morning sunbr>
The girl that does yoga
When we come over
Girl that does yoga
He lives in a little house
On the side of a little hill
Picks the litter from the ground
Litter little brother spills
He gives
I get
Without giving anything to me
And the dogs they run
And the dogs they
And the dogs they run
In the good good morning sun
Side of a little hill
Litter little brother spills
Side of a little hill
Oh and she′s always dressed in white
She′s like an angel, man
She burns my eyes
Oh and she turns
She pulls a smile
We drive her round
And she drives us wild
Oh and she moves like a little girl
I become a child, man
She moves my world
And she gets splashed in rain
And turns away
and leaves me standing
She lives with an orange tree
The girl that does yoga
Got a wolf to keep her warm
When he comes over
She gives
He gets
Without giving anything to see
And the day it ends
And the day it
And the day it ends
And there′s no need for me
The girls that does yoga
When we come over
The girls that does yoga
@ Damien Rice
Текст песни:
This has got to die
This has got to stop
This has got to lie down
Someone else on top
You can keep me pinned
It′s easier to tease
But you can′t paint an elephant
Quite as good as she
And she may cry like a baby
And she may drive me Crazy
′Cause I am lately lonely
So why d′you have to lie?
I take it I′m your crutch
The pillow in your pillow case
It′s easier to touch
And when you think you′ve sinned
Do you fall upon your knees?
And do you sit within your picture?
Do you still forget the breeze?
And she may rise, if I sing you down
And she may wisely cling to the ground
Cause I′m lately horny
So why would she take me horny?
What′s the point of this song? Or even singing?
You′ve already gone, why am I clinging?
Well I could throw it out, and I could live without
And I could do it all for you
I could be strong
Tell me if you want me to lie
′Cause this has got to die
This has got to stop
This has got to lie down, down
With someone else on top
You can both keep me pinned
′Cause it′s easier to tease
But you can′t make me happy
Quite as good as me
Well you know that′s a lie
@ Damien Rice
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