1. Even less.
A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach, he was a friend that I could not reach. He thought I was cold but I understand, but for the grace of god goes another man. And I may just waste away from doing nothing but you're a martyr for even less, for even less, for even less.
A choirboy is buried on the moors where we used to go dreaming when we were bored, so some kids are best left to fend for themselves and others were born to stack shelves. And I may just waste away from doing nothing, but you're a martyr for even less, for even less, for even less.
2. Piano lessons.
I remember piano lessons, the hours in freezing rooms, cruel ears and tiny hands destroying timeless tunes. She said there's too much out there, too much already said, you'd better give up hoping, you're better off in bed.
You don't need much to speak of, no class, no wit, no soul, forget you own agenda, get ready to be sold. I feel now like Christine Keeler, sleep waking in the rain, I didn't mean to lose direction, I didn't want that kind of fame. Take your hands off my land, credit me with some intelligence, if not just credit me, I come in value packs of ten, in five varieties.
And even though I got it all now, my only stupid dream, I see you and me together and how it should have been. I remember piano lessons, now everything seems clear, you waiting under streetlights for dreams to disappear.
Credit me with some intelligence, if not just credit me, I come in value packs of ten, in five varieties. Take your hands off my land, credit me with some intelligence, if not just credit me, I come in value packs of ten, in five varieties. Credit me with some intelligence, if not just credit me, I come in value packs of ten, in five varieties.
3. Stupid dream.
(Instrumental).
4. Pure narcotic.
You keep me waiting, you keep me alone in a room full of friends, you keep me hating, you keep me listening to the Bends. No amount of pointless days can make this go away.
You have me on my knees, you have me listless and deranged, you have me in your pocket, you have me distant and estranged. No narcotics in my brain can make this go away. I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you, I worry that I don't act the way you'd like me to, I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you.
You find me wanting, you find me bloodless but inspired, you find me out, you find me hallucinating fire. No narcotics in my brain can make this go away. I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you, I worry that I don't act the way you'd like me to, I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you.
Have we ever been here before? Running headlong at the floor, leave me dreaming on a railway track, wrap me up and send me back. Have we ever been here before? Running headlong at the floor, leave me dreaming on a railway track, wrap me up and send me back.
5. Slave called shiver.
I need you more than you can know and if I hurt myself it's just for show. I found a better way to curb the pain, you put a trigger here inside my brain. Mother I need her, I'm falling apart, mother I need her and it's only the start.
I may be nothing now but I will rise, I'll have more followers than Jesus Christ. Mother I need her, I'm falling apart, mother I need her and it's only the start.
Through all the smashing and crashing cars, I love the ground you walk with all my heart. Mother I need her, I'm falling apart, mother I need her and it's only the start.
6. Don't hate me.
A light snow is falling on London, all sign of the living has gone, the last train pulls into the stations and no one gets off and no one gets on. Don't hate me, I'm not special like you, I'm tired and I'm so alone.
One light burns in a window, it guides all the shadows below, inside the ghost of a parting and no one is left, just the cigarette smoke. Don't hate me, I'm not special like you, I'm tired and I'm so alone. Don't fight me, I know you'll never care, can I call you on the telephone, now and then?
Don't hate me, I'm not special like you, I'm tired and I'm so alone. Don't fight me, I know you'll never care, can I call you on the telephone, now and then?
7. This is no rehearsal.
How many children did I bring into this world? How many did I lose in the shopping arcade? This is no rehearsal, play it back and throw things at the screen. This is no rehearsal, somebody interpret this for me.
And still I remember how I dressed him this morning and then he was gone, stolen, my only one. This is no rehearsal, play it back and throw things at the screen. This is no rehearsal, somebody interpret this for me. This is no rehearsal, play it back and throw things at the screen. This is no rehearsal, somebody interpret this for me.
8. Baby dream in cellophane.
I am in my pram, look you, I'm so new, I am sleeping there, underneath the stairs. If you wanted to you'd find inside my mind, things so surreal. In the rain in cellophane pale dogs and demigods, they won't bring me down, the clocks go round, they never stop.
I've been in limousines, I've seen inside your dreams. It's raining there, try not to stare. In the rain in cellophane pale dogs and demigods, they won't bring me down, the clocks go round, they never stop. In the rain in cellophane pale dogs and demigods, they won't bring me down, the clocks go round, they never stop.
9. Stranger by the minute.
Ghosts in the park appear just after dark, killers, children, but no one has a harp, they look like tourists, it makes me want to laugh. Under floorboards it's hard to fly a kite, underwater my cigarette won't light. Standing in the shade I'm getting frostbite, strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute, look in my dreams, they're getting stranger by the minute.
When I'm drowning you drag me up to you, rings in the water my only residue. But you're just fiction and I'm a twisted boy, strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute, look in my dreams, they're getting stranger by the minute.
Strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute, look in my dreams, they're getting stranger by the minute.
10. A smart kid.
Stranded here on planet earth, it's not much but it could be worse, everything's free here, there's no crowds, winter lasted five long years, no sun will come again I fear, chemical harvest was sown. And I will wait for you until the sky is blue, and I will wait for you, what else can I do?
A spaceship from another star, they ask me where all the people are, what can I tell them? I tell them I'm the only one, there was a war but I must have won, please take me with you.
11. Tino Brass.
(Instrumental).
12. Stop swimming.
This song leaks out onto the pavement, it could be a joke, it could be a statement. The more that I fake it and pretend I don't care, the more you can read in to what isn't there. Maybe it's time to stop swimming, maybe it's time to find out where I'm at, what I should do and where I should be but no one will give me a map.
I'll leave now, this can't continue, but I forget which door I came through and I know what the lift can be painfully slow so I'm happy to leave by the window.
A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach, he was a friend that I could not reach. He thought I was cold but I understand, but for the grace of god goes another man. And I may just waste away from doing nothing but you're a martyr for even less, for even less, for even less.
A choirboy is buried on the moors where we used to go dreaming when we were bored, so some kids are best left to fend for themselves and others were born to stack shelves. And I may just waste away from doing nothing, but you're a martyr for even less, for even less, for even less.
2. Piano lessons.
I remember piano lessons, the hours in freezing rooms, cruel ears and tiny hands destroying timeless tunes. She said there's too much out there, too much already said, you'd better give up hoping, you're better off in bed.
You don't need much to speak of, no class, no wit, no soul, forget you own agenda, get ready to be sold. I feel now like Christine Keeler, sleep waking in the rain, I didn't mean to lose direction, I didn't want that kind of fame. Take your hands off my land, credit me with some intelligence, if not just credit me, I come in value packs of ten, in five varieties.
And even though I got it all now, my only stupid dream, I see you and me together and how it should have been. I remember piano lessons, now everything seems clear, you waiting under streetlights for dreams to disappear.
Credit me with some intelligence, if not just credit me, I come in value packs of ten, in five varieties. Take your hands off my land, credit me with some intelligence, if not just credit me, I come in value packs of ten, in five varieties. Credit me with some intelligence, if not just credit me, I come in value packs of ten, in five varieties.
3. Stupid dream.
(Instrumental).
4. Pure narcotic.
You keep me waiting, you keep me alone in a room full of friends, you keep me hating, you keep me listening to the Bends. No amount of pointless days can make this go away.
You have me on my knees, you have me listless and deranged, you have me in your pocket, you have me distant and estranged. No narcotics in my brain can make this go away. I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you, I worry that I don't act the way you'd like me to, I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you.
You find me wanting, you find me bloodless but inspired, you find me out, you find me hallucinating fire. No narcotics in my brain can make this go away. I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you, I worry that I don't act the way you'd like me to, I'm sorry that, I'm sorry that I'm not like you.
Have we ever been here before? Running headlong at the floor, leave me dreaming on a railway track, wrap me up and send me back. Have we ever been here before? Running headlong at the floor, leave me dreaming on a railway track, wrap me up and send me back.
5. Slave called shiver.
I need you more than you can know and if I hurt myself it's just for show. I found a better way to curb the pain, you put a trigger here inside my brain. Mother I need her, I'm falling apart, mother I need her and it's only the start.
I may be nothing now but I will rise, I'll have more followers than Jesus Christ. Mother I need her, I'm falling apart, mother I need her and it's only the start.
Through all the smashing and crashing cars, I love the ground you walk with all my heart. Mother I need her, I'm falling apart, mother I need her and it's only the start.
6. Don't hate me.
A light snow is falling on London, all sign of the living has gone, the last train pulls into the stations and no one gets off and no one gets on. Don't hate me, I'm not special like you, I'm tired and I'm so alone.
One light burns in a window, it guides all the shadows below, inside the ghost of a parting and no one is left, just the cigarette smoke. Don't hate me, I'm not special like you, I'm tired and I'm so alone. Don't fight me, I know you'll never care, can I call you on the telephone, now and then?
Don't hate me, I'm not special like you, I'm tired and I'm so alone. Don't fight me, I know you'll never care, can I call you on the telephone, now and then?
7. This is no rehearsal.
How many children did I bring into this world? How many did I lose in the shopping arcade? This is no rehearsal, play it back and throw things at the screen. This is no rehearsal, somebody interpret this for me.
And still I remember how I dressed him this morning and then he was gone, stolen, my only one. This is no rehearsal, play it back and throw things at the screen. This is no rehearsal, somebody interpret this for me. This is no rehearsal, play it back and throw things at the screen. This is no rehearsal, somebody interpret this for me.
8. Baby dream in cellophane.
I am in my pram, look you, I'm so new, I am sleeping there, underneath the stairs. If you wanted to you'd find inside my mind, things so surreal. In the rain in cellophane pale dogs and demigods, they won't bring me down, the clocks go round, they never stop.
I've been in limousines, I've seen inside your dreams. It's raining there, try not to stare. In the rain in cellophane pale dogs and demigods, they won't bring me down, the clocks go round, they never stop. In the rain in cellophane pale dogs and demigods, they won't bring me down, the clocks go round, they never stop.
9. Stranger by the minute.
Ghosts in the park appear just after dark, killers, children, but no one has a harp, they look like tourists, it makes me want to laugh. Under floorboards it's hard to fly a kite, underwater my cigarette won't light. Standing in the shade I'm getting frostbite, strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute, look in my dreams, they're getting stranger by the minute.
When I'm drowning you drag me up to you, rings in the water my only residue. But you're just fiction and I'm a twisted boy, strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute, look in my dreams, they're getting stranger by the minute.
Strange as I seem I'm getting stranger by the minute, look in my dreams, they're getting stranger by the minute.
10. A smart kid.
Stranded here on planet earth, it's not much but it could be worse, everything's free here, there's no crowds, winter lasted five long years, no sun will come again I fear, chemical harvest was sown. And I will wait for you until the sky is blue, and I will wait for you, what else can I do?
A spaceship from another star, they ask me where all the people are, what can I tell them? I tell them I'm the only one, there was a war but I must have won, please take me with you.
11. Tino Brass.
(Instrumental).
12. Stop swimming.
This song leaks out onto the pavement, it could be a joke, it could be a statement. The more that I fake it and pretend I don't care, the more you can read in to what isn't there. Maybe it's time to stop swimming, maybe it's time to find out where I'm at, what I should do and where I should be but no one will give me a map.
I'll leave now, this can't continue, but I forget which door I came through and I know what the lift can be painfully slow so I'm happy to leave by the window.
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Año: 1999.
Procedencia de la banda: Hemel Hempstead (Hertfordshire), Inglaterra.
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