Тексты песен «Sneaker Pimps»

Ok, you had sedatives and cold champagne They say 'that must be the price of fame' It's not a joke if you can choke on the thought of it You're not my friend to defend if you're loving it So come to hurt that you...

Do you pay for your crimes Does the punishment fit or drag your style to zero You're nothing till the weekend. If you think that you're the thrill Take a look at your life, you kneel before your heroes You're nothing...

Strike me down Give me everything you've got Strike me down I'll be everything I'm not Count the questions on one hand You don't ask me what I planned Strike me down Should have asked me what went wrong Strike me down...

She was soft She was unbroken Dressed in the pink That she wore as a token To the summer To the summer Always clean Always precautious She was the devil And she danced with the roses In the summer.....

I want to fly into your sun Need faith to make me numb Live like a teenage christ I'm a saint, got a date with suicide Oh mary, mary To be this young is oh so scary Mary, mary To be this young I'm oh so scared I wanna...

Got answers for everyone, endless excuses Not habit for anyone, cos I'm trying to break your click-track heart Seen a vision of perfect grace, airbrushed and lifeless All contempt and aftertaste it's like I'm waiting...

Got answers for everyone, endless excuses Not habit for anyone, cos I'm trying to break your click-track heart Seen a vision of perfect grace, airbrushed and lifeless All contempt and aftertaste it's like I'm waiting...

It takes too much to please me Attached but no real feeling High fives and corporate anthems Nothing comes to mind Kitemarked for true low standards Where more wants all and no less Just change with no real progress...

You walked all over in your blunder stones In your own road movie, with your one armed man Gonna make it to the problem page, trouble-shoot your life Gonna make it to the problem page, need some time and space Just to...

M'aidez, throwaways Some things here have got to stay A string of pearls, the strangest girl is Happy with the Western world Painless Chinese burns Ties me down with daisy chains Diamonds on her tongue And pleasure...

Mercy - when I melt in the kiss by the words and the whispers you sing me Mercy - I'm frail in the kill by submission and will that you bring me Mercy - when I'm nothing but ego you slap me to let go and sleep free Now...

So I wake up on my way east I'm ironing out this crease that sleeps underneath me 1 for sorrow and 2 for killjoy , 3 the girl who gets to the boy freeing the girl who gets to remote-control me 10 stops till she drops,...

So you came like a missile Falling on my head With a black sky You think you're giving.. But you're taking my life away Then you came with your breezeblocks Smashing up my face like a bus-stop You think you're giving....

The least wishes are orders, Born raised and corned, was kept fed and watered, They tied me to the radiator kicked around and locked down Left in the cold to self harm This is all that I know Naked and safe and...

No more, no more, no more, no more And I'll never turn back No more He says he's the one He's the one I'm looking for And I'll never turn back No more Tell him where Tell him when Tell him where I can get found...

( ten to twenty ep ) Place your mark on me now Hang your star on my form Hold your hope to my arm Place your faith on my charm This is how I would This is all our time to tell This is how we spread over rough things...

Pictures black and white or color. There's a postcard sent from heaven. Says make the most of never-never. Horizon starts right here. The future's always near. I know this time is borrowed. I try to remember then...

She looks ahead, she paints her toe nails red, She's wet and wild, a typical 90's child, She makes every move they make, She takes everything they take, She must be a thelma or louise, She must be a post-modern sleaze...

Post-modern sleaze She looks ahead She paints her toe nails red She's wet and wild A typical 90's child She looks ahead She paints her toe nails red She's wet and wild A typical 90's child Post-modern...

Precious I feel precious Ways of the unknown true Bathing In your present I despise what isn't you Precious I feel precious Writhing in the way Dripping Onto slivers Screaming for screaming sake...