Paroles de "Radio"  à  "Ulalume" Radio - Chanson qui date de l'époque Gods & Monsters , groupe que Jeff avait formé avec Gary Lucas. Encore une fois, merci à Léa pour ces lyrics ! :) You mind us of beeing crippled Mass appear to watch devil Radio why you’re so late You turn to make your brain It’s a shame There’s no blood to bleed , no sex to seeing with I wish that you will never (…)to begin with Ra ,  radio , ra ra ra hey Oh no my radio ! You big brother radio You suck the jam of the big fat toe Cos you know you’re killing me You don’t even know the sounds Tell me , you bitch Hopefully know the way that the fucking smashed ass They’re really great , I really think they are If you want to steal the (…)of my car is a radio Ra ra ra , oh Ra-di-o ! Radio ! Me and all each Radio ! Watch do the bitch Radio ! You my truck feel like you (……) feel good ! Radio ! Radio ! Radio ! The children (…) medicine , you …fuck you want to …us Radio , radio , oh Yo ! One ( …) day You’ll be my wife Radio ! ! You put me in a edge (…) (…) For one thousand tapes Make sure that a song (…) Fuck off ! Ra ra ra - Oh radio ! Ra ra ra ra (…) Fuck you try to (.....) us !     Rock Me Baby – B.B King Rock me baby Rock me all night long Rock me baby Rock me all night long Rock me baby Like my back ain't got no bone Roll me baby Like you roll a wagon wheel I want you to roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel Want you to roll me baby, you don't know how it makes me feel Rock me baby, honey, rock me slow Yeah, rock me pretty baby, baby rock me slow Want you to rock me baby, till I want no more     Satisfied Mind - David Houston How many times have you heard someone say If I had money, I will do things my way But little they know, that it's so hard to find One rich man in ten with a satisfied mind Money can't buy back all your youth when you're old A friend when you're lonely, oh peace to your soul The wealthiest person is a pauper at times Compared to the man with a satisfied mind My life is over and my time has run out My friends and my loved ones I will leave them no doubt But one things for certain When it comes my time I'll leave this old world, oh yeah oh yeah, with a satisfied mind One things for certain, when it comes my time, oh yeah, I'll leave this old world, oh with a satisfied mind Mind mind mind mind, satisfied mind     Sefronia – The King’s Chain - Tim Buckley I couldn’t buy you with a hundred cattle But you hike in shells and feathers Up the African beach I am king here Tied to this hut by the king’s chain My power’s like a tree and a green taboo to me The chameleon lies in your dusty fingers And blue flies circle your head like stars Jump into me now , I must not see the water Let me suck my weakness from your dark nipples     She Is Free - Chanson qui date de l'époque Gods & Monsters , groupe que Jeff avait formé avec Gary Lucas. Merci à Nao pour l'aide à la transcription ! Si quelqu'un a trouvé les derniers mots manquants, on est preneur ! :) Cold wind blows this waiting blood Throw it to my ashes Eyes strip pray my sleeping skin She is like the sun black rain Race on and then never go away She's just like the smock Black car, with your creaking wheels Take away these thoughts of mine Oh flowers, yellow, blue and gold Dances ___________________ I dream I hold you with my hips I call her name until I slip Sleeping dreams are only mock I claw the bed and I claw my head Black car, with your creaking wheels Take away these thoughts of mine The pictures, dreams are in love with her There's no home for me to sleep inside She is free, a shadow crossing the sky Free from my hope and my misery She's so beautiful, away from me She once was mine, but she is free Black car, with your creaking wheels Take away these thoughts of mine The dreams and pictures are in love with her There's no home for me to sleep inside She is free, a shadow crossing the sky Free from my hope and my misery She's so beautiful, away from me She once was mine, but she is free Once I dreamed I was a man Staring from my jocking_______ Stony into her ___________ She went and passed me on the street Instead of ________ I claw the bed and I claw my head Oh black car , black car She is free, a shadow crossing the sky She once was mine but she is free You can't own her She is free Once I dream     So Real Love, let me sleep tonight on you couch And remember the smell of the fabric Of your simple city dress Oh , that was so real We walked around til the moon got full like a plate The wind blew an invocation and I fell asleep at the gate And I never stepped on the cracks 'cause I thought I’d hurt my mother And I couldn't awake from the nightmare that sucked me in and pulled me under Pulled me under Oh ,that was so real I love you, but I’m afraid to love you I love you, but I’m afraid to love you     Strange Fruit – Billie Holiday - D’après un poème de Lewis Allen. Southern trees bear strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh Here is fruit for the crows to pluck For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop     Sweet Thing – Van Morrison And I will stroll the merry way And jump the hedges first And I will drink the clear Clean water for to quench my thirst And I shall watch the ferry-boats And they'll get high On a bluer ocean Against tomorrow's sky And I will never grow so old again And I will walk and talk In gardens all wet with rain Oh sweet thing , sweet thing Hey, it's me, I'm dynamite And I don't know why We shall walk and talk In gardens all misty and wet with rain My, my, my, my, my sweet thing And I will raise my hand up Into the night time sky And count the stars That's shining in your eye And I'll be satisfied In gardens all wet with rain And I will never, ever, ever, ever Grow so old again Oh sweet thing, sweet thing Sugar baby with your champagne eyes And your saint-like smile...     That’s All I Ask – Nina Simone Nobody nobody nobody nobody knows How deep my love for you really goes Don’t cry to blow out the sun for me I ‘m not hopin’ for what I know  can’t be All I ask is for a smile or two Nothing in this world could be too good for you I wouldn’t  ask you to lift up this great big world Yes I know you’re not that kind of girl All I ask is for a kiss each day I ‘ll give you love that can never blow away Yes I will Nobody nobody nobody nobody knows How deep my love for you really goes All I want you to know I wouldn’t ask you to hold back the light of dawn That’s just a little too much to ask of anyone     The Boy With The Thorn In His Side - The Smiths The boy with the thorn in his side Behind the murders there lies A murderous desire for love How can they look into my eyes And still they don’t believe me How can they hear me saying those words And still they don’t believe me And if they don’t believe me now Will they ever believe me  ? And if they don’t believe me now Will they ever believe me ? The boy with the thorn in his side Behind the hatred there lies A plundering desire for love How can they see the love in our eyes And still they don’t believe us And after all this time They don’t want to believe us And if they don’t believe us now Will they ever believe us And when you want to live How do you start ? Where do you go ? Who do you know ?     The Man That Got Away – George Gershwin – Judy Garland The road is bitter The stars have lost their glitter The winds grows colder And suddenly you’re older And all because of the man that got away No more his eager call The writing’s on the wall The dreams you dreamed have all gone astray The man that won you Has run off and undone you That great beginning Has seen the final inning Don’t know what happened It’s all a crazy game No more that all time thrill For you’re been through the mill And never a new love will be the same Good riddance , goodbye Every trick of his you’re onto But fools will be fools And where’s he gone to ? The road gets rougher It’s lonelier and tougher With hope you burn up Tomorrow he may turn up There’s just no let up the live long night and day Every since this world began There is nothing sadder Than a one-man woman looking for The man that got away The man that got away     The Other Woman – Nina Simone The other woman finds time to manicure her nails The other woman is perfect where he rival fails And she’s never seen with pin curls in her fair The other woman enchants her clothes with french perfume The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each room There are never toys that’s scattered everywhere And when her baby comes to call He’ll find her waiting like a lonesome queen Cause when she’s by his side It’s such a change from old routine But the other woman will always cry herself to sleep The other woman will never have his love to keep And as the years go by the other woman Will spend her life alone     The Sky Is A Landfill Circle around the park Joining hands in silence Watch the evil black the sky The storm has ripped the shelter Of illusion from our brow This power is no mystery to us now. Leave your spirit genocide The cancer you won’t remove We cast our funeral rose inside And bury the need to prove Our mutilation is to gain from the system Ooh, turn your head away From the screen, oh people It will tell you nothing more Don’t suck the milk of flaccid Bill K. Public’s empty promise To the people that the public can ignore This way of life is so devised To snuff out the mind that moves Moving with grace the men despise And women have learned to lose Throw off your shame or be a slave to the system I see you take another drag One more lost soul to raise your flag The sky is a landfill I see you take another drag Let’s see you take another drag You like to dance to the rolling Head of the adulteress You sing in praise of suicide We know you’re useless Like cops at the scene of the crime With your steroids and your feedbag And your stable and your trainer I got a mail bomb for you Mister Strong Arm Throw out the stones from all the cemetery homes For the violence of a nation gone by Or the politics of weakness And the garbage dump of souls That will now black the sky Their yellow haze and crowds of eyes Will plug up the mind that moves Moving with grace the men despise And women have learned to lose We’ll share our bodies In disdain for the system Oh, I see you take another drag One nation bends to kiss the hag The sky is a landfill I see you take another drag I see you take another drag I have no fear of this machine !     The Way Young Lovers Do – Van Morrison We strolled through fields all wet with rain And back along the lane again There in the sunshine In the sweet summertime I kissed you on the lips once more We said goodbye at your front door There in the night time Oh that’s the right time To feel the way young lovers do Then we sat on our own star and dreamed Of the way that we were And the way that we wanted to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed Of the way that I was for you And the way that you were for me And then we danced the night away And turned into each other saying I love you, baby I love you On the way that young lovers do, do, do, do, do I held her with her looking down And I kissed her with the snow falling down There in the street light Oh there was the street light And the way … The way young lovers do – Live from the Bataclan We strolled through fields all wet with rain And back along the lane again There in the sunshine In the sweet summertime Oh the way that young lovers do I kissed you on the lips once more We said goodbye at your front door There in the nighttime Love, that's the right time Oh to feel the way that young lovers do Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were And the way that we wanted to be Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you And that you were for me And then we long to dance the night away And turned to each other saying “I love you , baby I love you” Oh the way that young lovers do Oh the way Oh the way that young lovers do The way young lovers do The way young lovers do The way young lovers do The way young lovers do The way young lovers Now won't you love me the way young lovers do Oh won't you love me the way that young lovers do Oh the way Won't you love me the way that young lovers do It's so close I can't feel you Take your time on my body Aren't you weird of going crazy Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were And the way that we wanted to be And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you And that you were for me Oh baby, babe Then we long to dance the night away And turned to each other saying “I love you, baby, I love you” Oh yes Les 2 vers suivants viennent d’ Ivo , une chanson des Cocteau Twins. Peep hole , Peach blow, Pandora , Pompadour Pale leaf , Pink sweet ,  Persephone I held her with her looking down And I kissed her, with the snow falling down There in the street light Oh, it was a sweet night And the way that young lovers do Oh, the way that young lovers do Oh the way that young ,  oh Oh the ways you do, yes it's you ,  yes Ce dernier couplet vient de That’s All I Ask de Nina Simone. Oh don't try to blow out the sun from me, baby Oh and I'm hopin' for what I know can't be All that I ask is for your kiss each day And I'll give you love that will never go away I'll give you love that will never go away     Thief Without The Take - C’est une collaboration de Jeff et d’Inger Lorre qui apparaît sur l‘album “Transcendantal Medication“ d’Inger Lorre. Oh baby didn't you hear ? I'm goin' solo dear So low dear I am the thief without the take I'm swallowing the bitterest pill totally ever so against my will I am the thief without the take I am the thief without the take Every time I try to do my art Always fallin' apart Fallin' apart I am the thief without the take I am the thief without the take I'm the desert without sun Five minus one diamond without shine I'm the poem that doesn't rhyme I'm the king on the hill Sick and ill Nothin' I wouldn't trade to be the serving knave I'm the sun without heat The drum without the beat I'm the winter without snow Flame without a glow I am the thief without the take I am the thief without the take Everytime I try to do my art Always fallin' apart Fallin' apart I am the thief without the take, I am the thief without the take I've stolen from myself too too long It's just the music makes me want to go on I am the thief without the take     Thousand Fold I have no desire to make contact with all the thought of "no, no" I shiver now, to think of how this answer asked her, no Long time gone I run to my hide out There ain't a star born that brightens More than you, you always should have known I'll illuminate your question Long time ago I'd died and gone What has brought the question ? Time has brought the question Come and call the question Oh, oh, oh Here are the stars, same thing again Over, over, over, over, over, over Over, over, over, over, over, over     Three Is A Magic Number  - School House Rock - Un dessin animé américain. Three is a magic number, yes it is, it's a magic number Somewhere in the ancient, mystic trinity, you get three as a magic number The past and the present and the future Faith hope and charity The heart and the brain and the body Give you three as a magic number It takes three legs to make a tripod, or to make a table stand It takes three wheels to make a vehicle called a tricycle Every triangle has three corners , every triangle has three sides No more , no less ,you don't have to guess When it's three, you can see it's a magic number A man and a woman had a little baby Yes they did They are three in the family And that's a magic number Three, six, nine, twelve, fifteen, eighteen, Twenty-one twenty-four, twenty-seven, thirty ! Three, six, nine, twelve, fifteen, eighteen, Twenty-one twenty-four, twenty-seven, thirty ! Three times ten is thirty. three times nine is twenty-seven Three times eight is twenty-four. three times seven is twenty-one Three times six is eighteen. three times five is fifteen Three times four is twelve, and three times three is nine, And three times two is six, and three times one is three, of course ! Three times one : what is it ? three ! That's a magic number A man and a woman had a little baby Yes they did They had three in the family And that's a magic number     Ulalume – Edgar Allan Poe On retrouve Ulalume sur “Closed On Account Of Rabies , poems and tales of Edgar Allan Poe’’, un disque  hommage au poète américain, sur lequel on retrouve de très nombreux artistes comme Marianne Faithfull , Christopher Walken ou Iggy Pop. . . The skies were ashen and sober , The leaves they were crisped and sere , The leaves they were withering and sere ; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year ; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber , In the misty mid region of Weir , It was down by the dank tarn of Auber , In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir . Here once, through an alley, Titanic , Of cypress, I roamed with my Soul , Of cypress, with Psyche, my soul . These were days when my heart was volcanic As the scoriac rivers that roll , As the lavas that restlessly roll Their sulphurous currents down Yaaneck In the ultimate climes of the pole , That groan as they roll down Mount Yaaneck In the realms of  the boreal pole . Our talk had been serious and sober , But our thoughts they were palsied and sere , Our memories were treacherous and sere , For we knew not the month was October , And we marked not the night of the year (Ah, night of all nights of the year !) ; We noted not the dim lake of Auber (Though once we had journeyed down here) , Remembered not the dank tarn of Auber , Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir . And now,  as  the night was senescent And star- dials hinted of morn , At the end of our path a liquescent And nebulous lustre was born , Out of which a miraculous crescent Arose with a duplicate horn Astarte‘s bediamonded crescent Distinct with its duplicate horn And I said : “She is warmer than Dian ; She rolls through an ether of sighs , She reveals in a region of sighs : She has seen that the tears are not dry on These cheeks, where the worm never dies , And has come past the stars of the Lion , To point us the path to the skies , To the Lethean peace of the skies ; Come up, in despite of the Lion , To shine on us with her bright eyes , Come up through the lair of the Lion , With love in her luminous eyes." But Psyche, uplifting her finger , Said: "Sadly this star I mistrust , Her pallor I strangely mistrust ; Oh, hasten! oh, let us not linger ! Oh, fly! let us fly! for we must. " In terror she spoke, letting sink her Wings until they trailed in the dust ; In agony sobbed, letting sink her Plumes till they trailed in the dust , Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust . I replied: "This is nothing but dreaming : Let us on by this tremulous light ! Let us bathe in this crystalline light ! Its sibyllic splendor is beaming With hope and in beauty to-night ! Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming , And be sure it will lead us aright ; We safely may trust to a gleaming That cannot but guide us aright , Since it flickers up to heaven through the night." Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her , And tempted her out of her gloom , And conquered her scruples and gloom ; And we passed to the end of the vista , But were stopped by the door of a tomb , By the door of a legended tomb , And I said:"What is written, sweet sister , On the door of this legended tomb ? " She replied: "Ulalume! Ulalume ! 'Tis the vault of thy lost Ulalume ! " Then my heart it grew ashen and sober As the leaves that were crisped and sere , As the leaves that were withering and sere , And I cried: "It was surely October On this very night of last year That I journeyed, I journeyed down here , That I brought a dread burden down here , Of this night of all nights in the year , Ah, what demon has tempted me here ? Well I know, now, this dim lake of Auber, This misty mid region of Weir , Well I know, now, this dank tarn of Auber , This ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir." Said we, then--the two, then--"Ah, can it Have been that the woodlandish ghouls The pitiful, the merciful ghouls To bar up our way and to ban it From the secret that lies in these wolds From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds Had drawn up the spectre of a planet From the limbo of lunary souls This sinfully scintillant planet From the Hell of the planetary souls ?     - suite / paroles -