Тексты песен «Hine Rupert»

You touch me... You speak I watch you... You fall I loved you... But you left I lost you... But _you_ are lost Anyway I did my best It's just that I failed the test And I don't feel a thing I spook you... You chill...

A bat on the edge With a bad mind Privately found The best release I know Some way to let go I hang on to my vertigo I hang on A slow death ahead Is a sad slide Perfectly formed To feel a fall like lead A balcony for...

I think a man will hang soon He's hiding in a back room His morals are confused now Like walls they're bound to crack soon The room turns to a corner His choice is getting smaller There'll be no need for violence For...

Immunity it's my discovery Immunity my way of hiding when the truth hurts me My way of cruising through what won't let me be It's my discovery No vexation No frustration Least of all no pain or penetration And no...

That's a dark street you're running down It's a street where no one walks alone It's a cul-de-sac And it will probably burn It's so dry - And great if you make it over the wall Nursing your cuts you're surprised by the...

Tell me there's annother (sic) dream Annother time Annother space Annother further distance Stretching In between Are we really all we seem (repeats after last verse) A silent birth before we scream...

Stretch out before me, I can't help this rising up feeling That moves me And leaves me just gasping out "Open up,open up" God knows you're driving me mad...wac. Shut up your mouth now your heaviness burns me to death...

Won't you hold the menu still - oh please You see all these oriental recipes Have made a shivering wreck of me Chinese lunch and Japanese teas I've tried all kinds of remedies But it's Kwok's Quease Mono-sodium...

RUPERT HINE - KWOK'S QUEASE --------------------------- From the A&M "Waving Not Drowning" CD Won't you hold the menu still - oh please You see all of those oriental recipes Have made a shivering wreck out of me...

Move over Oscar, said the Scarecrow As the black sheep past his smile. I've got no time to waste in talking Got to keep my eyes on the sky. 'Cause the birds are comming. Move over Oscar 'cause the birds are comming...

And I don't need sunshine I don't need anyone else to feel fine I just need to see your face And let my voice speak your name And I don't need presents or praise I don't need miracles or fame I just need to hold you...

I used to write love songs But that was before I understood how much true lovers ignore They meet on the rebound They bump in the night Hum some sweet tune Then they're tied up for life CHORUS: I never gave it a...

Remember the cornfields The radio's dead How I worried our planes would collide And we'd never reach That secret tropical beach Oh make a wish And hand me down that clever book I think I'm falling down... There's no...

Rocking chair, open sky Take you dream away Lemonade me feeling Every fine, me you mine Mountain come Be I soon Passion birding Acree acree Fascinate, me feeling, every fine me you mine Cool veranda, breathe on me...

Medicine Munday Life is a two fisted cannibal earing his eyes Tarniquette Sunday Licking the fat from his Hands you should see his surprise Father I've died Where is the answer Give me a question I'll puzzle it out...

Well, the sailor with his elephant's nose Would come to girls in bed And just as they were about to fall asleep He would tell them that they were not really tired yet He would suggest that they got out of bed And try to...

Well, the sailor with his elephant's nose Would come to girls in bed And just as they were about to fall asleep He would tell them that they were not really tired yet He would suggest that they got out of bed And try to...

You noticed that I closed my eyes again And smiled in all the silence I have grown in me for you But then what accident of stars Brought you so late into my arms Where even now another sleeps Here in my heart I know...

So you're older than I You're not alone People are known to fall in love Anyway. If you're feeling all your years We'll count them More than one, less than five. Have you children to love? A friend at home?...

And it's a hard time to find a place Just to sit down a while and cry; And it's a cold town, smiling disgrace, Won't let a man alone to die, 'cause a low voice gratin' gravel pittin' Come along and take you by...