Тексты песен «Curt Smith»

Shut down Tangled up in your machinery No sound Just the faceless press of words and wheels Surrounds me Like molasses on my soles and eaves Come out Can anyone come out and play All I want is an aeroplane...

I was laying listening to the rain By my side you were silent, sweetly sleeping I thought "how; beautiful"--How very beautiful You looked to me Fast asleep while the rain fell down Walking through a world that...

Dear God I'm doing the best I can I'm doing the best I can I'm doing the best I can Spinning round Falling down World just keeps on turning Chaos breeds People's needs When we should be learning And I want something...

We've got to tell the government That freedom is God sent Where's the inspiration Living like we do Can't tell the devils from the angels Faithless believers all over town Where's the voice of reason just like...

Never mind the starting gun, cover's up, the curtain's drawn Standing in the outline Pin the medal to the floor, the hero to the open door Skin is only outside Don't cut me down, don't bring me round, don't break...

I offered you the contents And a view with sky There's a first time for everything And a car outside Cover us You cover us Cover us You cover us Where does this go, is it over the mantel? This is so...

Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you Acting on your best behavior Turn your back on Mother Nature Everybody wants to rule the world It's my own design It's my own...

Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you Acting on your best behavior Turn your back on Mother Nature Everybody wants to rule the world It's my own design It's my own...

He's gone again Pulls me with him each time I should ask him when he's home He's gone again Pulls the blinds to hide the bars He shows me when to bleed And time will tell If all that I could be was changed By his...

Keeps a careful house In his carefree heart filled minefield Keeps a careful tongue In his care filled headstrong I feel like I'm backing down I'm riding shotgun into The greatest divide The hardest act to...

You're bathed and crowned I'm bruised and torn You're tied and cleaned I'm shorn again How will you raise or fall or will we try? I'm halfway pleased to meet you You're still and cool Below the fray I'm...

I don't want to be around When you come down I don't want to be around You shine You keen You're nowhere in between You rise And phase On dead-wood days I don't want to be around When you come down I don't want to be...

Holding rightly on to something you believe It's getting harder when we practice to deceive But you know when night falls I will be there I will be there I will be there to hold and guide you Dark is the night...

I think I'll fall to pieces If I don't find something else to do This sadness it never ceases Oh I'm still in love with you And my head keeps on reeling It's got me in a crazy spin Oh darlin' darlin' darlin' Is this the...

Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams For what it's worth Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams For what it's worth Volatile she wants your fear She's old, old before her years...

Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams For what it's worth Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams For what it's worth Volatile she wants your fear She's old, old before her...

Round we go Living in a carnival of compromise All we know Is decorating flags and choosing sides Round and round Accusations fly Holding ground In the name of father knows not why We're still counting pride in lives...

Somewhere, sometime I became a part of you And then in time, in time it seems like I got to the heart of you And inside my mind I could entertain Almost anything you could throw at me But does it feel like now one knows...

How can I be sure When your intrusion is my illusion? How can I be sure When all the time you changed my mind? I asked for more and more How can I be sure? When you don't give me love You gave me pale shelter...

Black velvet, Elvis is dead Looks down his crown on the bed As he's lead to the edge of town September pardon the son The hardest part is the one That you hold in your hands dear This is the perfect day to blow...