Тексты песен «Thursday»


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Thursday - My Last Serade

this revelation is the death of ignorance tangled in a state of suffocation slave to self righteousness damnation is on your lips from sorrow to serenity, the truth is absolution, from sorrow to serenity, its on your...

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Thursday - Nantucket Girl's Song

Then I'll haste to wed a sailor and send him off to sea For a life of independence is the pleasant life for me But every now and then I would like to see his face For it always seems to me to beam with a manly grace...

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Thursday - No Loot, No Booze, No Fun

There's no loot, there's no booze, and it's no fun. Oh, Dee Dee Ramone where have you gone? In misery all day long, to shoot some dope right into your arm. Oh, the sun does rise, the birds do sing. They fly around and...

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Thursday - Ny Batteri

[Originally by Sigur Ros] [Original - Icelandic] heftur me gaddavir i kjaftinum sem blir mig lstur er lokaur inn i buri dyr nakinn ber a mig og bankar upp a frelsari otaminn setur i ny batteri og hleur a ny og hleur a...

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Thursday - Out On The Road

"Out on the road, it's dark and it's cold," said my mother as she passed by. "You'll never stick it long enough. You're a fool to even try. You've gone off with a band of men, all addicts, skites, and bums. So you think...

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Thursday - Panic On The Streets Of Health Care City

"Panic On The Streets Of Health Care City" The I.V. drips, the days drag on, The anesthetics now wearing off Adjust the light switch in the hall. This is the end. These are the last days. These are the last days. Now...

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Thursday - Paris In Fla

Now its time to wrap our fears in the night And on the first day we'll dress this city in flames After all the things you say You hate me for being this way Still you won't let go of old ideals There is no headline to...

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Thursday - Paris In Flames

Now its time to wrap our fears in the night And on the first day we'll dress this city in flames After all the things you say You hate me for being this way Still you won't let go of old ideals There is no...

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Thursday - Past And Future Ruins

Hold you hand to the fire And your eyes to the sky They're just different shades of cellophane Taped against the lights. Faulty seams, drawn on plastic leaves Past and future replicas Past and future streams Hold your...

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Thursday - Phoenix Park

In the park I sat down withy my love, and not a thing was wrong. The sun shone down from above, and not a thing was wrong. And I go to where our voices paired, and leapt from off the stone. And that's the voice that I...

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Thursday - Porcelain

City of blue tile. Figure in Ceramics. Where we reach out. Grab for Porcelain. But it's too fragile to hold. And it shatters in our hands. In time the seasons will seal these shards. Into the slits that denote your...

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Thursday - Resuscitation Of A Dead Man

Ambulance, let me in Don't make me stay here Ambulance, hold your breath We're running short on air Ambulance, resuscitate At the edge You see clearly I was dead Now I'm back to life And love is a fragile thing We...

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Thursday - Running From The Rain

There was a sound, split all the heavens apart On the northern wind, out in a southern spark Oh, I will be with you, running from the rain When it reaches the end of the line I see myself reflected in broken glass As...

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Thursday - Seven Cures

Old Reilly stole a stallion But they caught him and they brought him back And they laid him down on the jailhouse ground With an iron chain around his neck. Old Reilly's daughter got a message That her father was goin'...

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Thursday - Shut Your Mouth

Here you go, way too fa-a-ast Don't slow down, you're gonna cra-a-ash You should watch, watch your ste-e-ep Don't look out, gonna break your neck So shut up, shut your mou-ou-outh Cause I'm not listenin anyhow I've had...

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Thursday - Signals Over The Air

this is what you see when you look in my direction: incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires. this is how it feels, calling out but no one even hears the signals that we send over the air over the air over the...

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Thursday - Standing On The Edge Of Summer

In this room I'm sitting by your side. It rains for hours and the phone is off its hook. Standing on the edge, casting lots to set me up before you knock me down, off the summer's edge and drown me. We're betting on...

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Thursday - Steps Ascending

Steps ascend to a loaded gun The scent of matches hangs in the air A lit one flickers out in a heart beat We don't want to see this A flash of light that's letting go of an empty bullet case By the time it hits the...

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Thursday - Steps Ascending (Correct)

Steps ascend to a loaded gun the scent of matches hangs in the air a lit one flickers out in a heartbeat we dont want to see this a flash of light thats letting go of an empty bullet case but by the time it hits the...

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Thursday - Streaks In The Sky

It's just the southern road that you leave by and open windows in your car. It's the breathing of the city that says leave me behind. Forget tomorrow side with the open road. Pulled apart for you. In the window...