6 août - Coliseum:
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12’000 personnes Of The Girl, Corduroy, Insignificance, Brain of J, Evacuation, Nothing As It Seems, Jeremy, Daughter/(improv based on It's OK)/(Androgynous Mind), MFC, Whipping, Wishlist, Better Man, Leatherman, Grievance, Even Flow, In My Tree, Black, Spin The Black Circle, Rearviewmirror Rappels 1: Light Years, Crazy Mary, Do The Evolution, State of Love and Trust, Last Kiss, Breakerfall Rappels 2: Soon Forget, Smile |
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Ed dit après Evacuation “Il fait bon d’être
en Caroline du Nord! ; cela fait 2 jours… on dirait que ça
fait des années!“ Il plaisante à propos de Matt
(qui est aussi l’auteur d’Evacuation) : Ed dit que les batteurs
n’aiment habituellement pas les chanteurs et que c’est pour
ça que cette chanson est si difficile à chanter. "...
J'ai écrit les paroles, alors... peut-être que je ne les
aime pas!" Le tag de Daughter est It's OK avec des paroles différentes.
("... I wish I could light the path that leads to a life of no
mistakes ... and keep you from the damage done ... living out of safety,
safety. I remember still the child in you, as if only yesterday. And
it was easy to break through, but you ... had to go ... and change your
ways ... and change your ways ... and hurt my face ... my life ... my
legs ... my time.") Eddie change certaines paroles de Wishlist
("15 million hands upraised in North Carolina.") Il oublie
deux couplets de suite ("I wish I was ...") et dit : "le
prochain sera bon!" Plus tard, il ajoute : "Cela fait un bon
moment que nous n’avons pas joué le prochain titre. Je
vais boire un peu de vin pour me donner du courage" et ils se lancent
dans In My Tree. La version de Rearviewmirror est prolongée,
puissante et impressionnante, avec des riffs de You Really Got Me de
Van Halen. Eddie lance sa guitare dans les airs mais la rattrape soigneusement.
Après Light Years, Eddie demande que les lumières de la
salle soient allumées et il montre quelqu’un du public
qui tient un magnétophone depuis le début du show. Ed
lui dit que la prochaine chanson est une chanson romantique et qu’il
aura besoin de ses deux mains pour tenir sa petite amie dans ses bras.
Il lui demande pourquoi ne met-il pas son magnétophone sur la
scène ? Ed prend le magnéto, il enregistre un message
(comme il l’avait fait plusieurs fois durant la tournée
1998) puis le met à côté de son micro avant de chanter
Crazy Mary. Mike essaye de finir le morceau avec le solo de Stairway
to Heaven de Led Zep mais il est coupé. Plus tard, Eddie plaisante
en disant qu’il ne veut pas rendre le magnéto mais il le
lui rend avant le 2e bis. Mike insère un riff de Ziggy Stardust
de David Bowie dans State of Love & Trust. Ed casse deux cordes
pendant Breakerfall et finit la chanson en déchirant les 4 autres,
mais ne les casse pas. Avant Soon Forget, Ed dit qu’il espère
qu’il pourra jouer cette chanson sans se tromper. "Il ne
faut juste pas que vous tapiez des mains, OK ? " Mais il finit
finalement par se tromper au même endroit qu’à Bellingham
(côté B du single Light Years). Un très bon concert
avec notamment Matt qui casse une grande cymbale crash et Mike qui jette
une poignée de médiators de Stone avec "Mike"
écrit derrière avec un marqueur noir ! Un adolescent en
chaise roulante avec un masque à oxygène était
présent derrière la scène avec sa mère.
Ed est allé vers lui plusieurs fois durant le concert, embrassa
la maman, et lui a donné plusieurs choses et Matt lui a donné
plusieurs baguettes de batterie. |
Of The Girl Ecrit par: Gossard Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Oh he deals em off, off the top, ties em off Fills it up, with his past, gets carried away Oh half his life, a hand me down, wasted away Of he fills it up, with the love, of a girl Oh he left it alone, drilled the pain, with money to buy How he makes his getaway How he makes his getaway Oh he chose a path, heavy the fall, quarter to four Fills his night, with the thought, of a girl How he makes his getaway How he makes his getaway How he makes his getaway |
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Corduroy Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 The waiting drove me mad. You're finally here and I'm a mess. I take your entrance back. Can't let you roam inside my head. I don't want to take what you can give. I would rather starve than eat your bread. I would rather run but I can't walk. Guess I lie alone just like before. I'll take the firmest path. Oh, and I must refuse your test. A-push me and I will resist. This behavior's not unique. I don't want to hear from those who know. They can buy but can't put on my clothes. I don't want to wait for them to walk. Never would have known of me before. I don't want to be held in your debt. I'll pay it off in blood let I be wed. I'm already cut up and half dead. I'll end up alone like I began. Everything has chains. Absolutely nothing's changed. "Take my hand, not my picture." Spelled my T-shirt. I don't want to take what you can give. I would rather starve than eat your breast. All the things that others want for me. Can't buy what I want because it's free. Can't be what you want because I... Why ain't it susposed to be just fun? To live and die let it be done. I figure I'll be damned. All alone like I began. It's your move now. I thought you were a friend but I guess, I... I guess I hate you. |
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Insignificance Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 All in all it's no one's fault. Excuses turn to carbon walls. Blame it all on chemical intercourse. The swallowed seeds of arrogance breeding in the thoughts of ten-thousand fools that fight irrelevance. The full moon is dead skin. The one down here's wearing thin. So set up the ten pins as the human tide rolls in. Like a ball that's spinning. Bombs dropping down overhead. On the ground. It's instilled to want to live. Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance. "Turn the jukebox up," he said. Dancing in irreverence. Play C-3. Let the song protest. The plates began to shift. Perfect lefts come rolling in. I was alone and far away, hey. When I heard the band start playing. On the lip they take off. Bombs dropping down overhead. Underground. It's instilled to want to live. Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance. |
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Brain of J Musique: McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 8 février 1998 Who's got the brain of JFK? What's it mean to us now? Pause, it sounds distrust. But I can tell you this is no lie. Yeah. The whole world will be different soon. The whole world will be relieved. You? You've been taught, whipped into shape, now they got you in line. Stand behind the stripes. That was the order so give up your mind. The whole world will be different soon. The whole world will be relieved. And by name, the name they gave me, the name I'm letting go. The whole world will be different soon. The whole world will be relieved. |
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Evacuation Musique: Cameron Paroles: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 The sirens scream wanton attention. Time to take heed and change direction. Time to take stock and make omissions. Evacuation. Evacuation. Time to take leave all formal functions. Time to plant seeds of a reconstruction. No time this time to feign reluctance. It's like your waiting for a diamond shore to wash your way. Bets put aside you're evil. Lets crawl into your face. A vision vague or not raising a frightful wake you up. Time for evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. There was a solemn man. Watched his twilight disappear. In the sand. Altered by a falling eagle. A warning sign. Sign. He sensed that worry could be strength with a plan he said, "Time for evacuation." Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. Evacuation. |
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Nothing As It Seems Ecrit par: Ament Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Don't feel like home. He's a little out. And all these words elope. It's nothing like your poem. Putting in. Inputting in. Don't feel like methadone. A scratching voice all alone it's nothing like your baritone. It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home. The little that he sees. Is nothing he concedes. It's home. One uninvited chromosome. A blanket like the ozone. It's nothing as it seems. All that he needs. It's home. The little that he frees is nothing he believes. Saving up a sunny day. Something maybe two tone. Anything of his own. A chip off the corner stone. Who's kidding? Rainy day. A one way ticket headstone. Occupations overthrown. A whisper through a megaphone. It's nothing as it seems. The little that he needs. It's home. The little that he sees is nothing he concedes. It's home. And all that he frees. A little bittersweet. It's home. It's nothing as it seems. The little that you see it's home. |
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Jeremy Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 At home drawing pictures of mountain tops, with him on top. Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a V. And the dead lay in pools of maroon below. Daddy didn't give attention, oh, to the fact that mommy didn't care. King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Clearly how I remember picking on the boy. Seemed a harmless little fuck. Ooh, but we unleashed a lion. Gnashed his teeth and bit the recess lady's breast. How could I forget. And he hit me with a surprise left. My jaw left hurting. Ooh, dropped wide open. Just like the day, Oh, like the day I heard. Daddy didn't give affection, no, and the boy was something mommy wouldn't wear. King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Jeremy spoke in class today. Ty to forget this...Try to forget this... T ry to erase this...Try to erase this... From the blackboard... Jeremy spoke in class today Jeremy spoke in class today Jeremy spoke in, spoke in Jeremy spoke in, spoke in Jeremy spoke in class today... (spoke in, spoke in...) |
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Daughter (Improv) |
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MFC Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 Sliding out of reverse into drive. This wheel will be turning right, then straight. Off in the sunset she'll ride. She can remember a time, denied. Stood by the side of the road. Spilled like wine now. She's out on her own and line high. There's no leaving here. Ask I'm an ear. She's disappeared now. They said that timing was everything. Made him want to be everywhere. There's a lot to be said for nowhere. There's no leaving here. Ask I'm an ear. He's disappeared now. There's no leaving here. Ask I'm an ear. Fuck it. We'll disappear now. |
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Whipping |
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Wishlist Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off. I wish I was a sacrifice, but somehow still lived on. I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on the Christmas tree. I wish I was the star that went on top. I wish I was the evidence, I wish I was the clouds. Or 15 million hands upraised in North Carolina I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me. I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me. I wish I was a messenger, and all the news was good. I wish I was the full moon shining off a Camaro's hood. I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun. I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on. I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on. I wish I was the verb "to trust" and never let you down. I wish I was a radio song the one that you turned up. |
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Betterman Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Waiting, watching the clock. It's four o'clock. It's got to stop. Tell him. Take no more. She practices her speech as he opens the door, she rolls over. Pretends to sleep as he looks her over. She lies and says she's in love with him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. Can't find a better man. Talking to herself, "There's no one else who needs to know," she tells herself. Memories back when she was smooth and strong and waiting for the world to come along. Swears she knew him now she swears he's gone. She lies and says she's in love with him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. She lies and says she still loves him. Can't find a better man. She dreams in color, she dreams in red. Can't find a better man. Can't find a better man. She loved him, yeah. She don't want to leave this way. She feeds him, yeah. That's why she'll be back again. Can't find a better man. |
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Leatherman Musique: Vedder Paroles: Vedder Album: Single Given To Fly Date: 6 janvier 1998 I heard about a man to whom I may be related. He's leatherman. Died a long time ago in the 1880's. Leatherman. Leatherman. Covered with leather but it wasn't tight. Underneath a moon in the woods at night. Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say. "Here he comes. He's a man of the land. He's leatherman Smile on his face. Axe in his pack. He's leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman." Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed. He wasn't known to stay much but, "Thanks for the bread." So, modern day I walk my way with my jacket faded just like a man of leather whom I may be related. Rolled cigarette for which he'd ask for a light. Appear to be an animal. Yet, so polite. Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say "Here he comes he's a man of the land. He's leatherman Smile on his face. Axe in his hand. He's leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman." Leatherman. Leatherman. Shake his hand. He's leatherman. Bake some bread. He's leatherman. Shame he's dead. I saw his bed. It's all that's left of leatherman. Leatherman. Give me some skin Leatherman. |
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Grievance Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Have a drink they're buying. Bottom of bottle of denial. Big eye, big eye watching me. Have to wonder what it sees. Sin. Progress laced with ramifications. Freedom's big punch. Oh. Pull the innocent from a crowd. Raise those sticks them bring them down. If they fail to obey. Ah, if they fail to obey. Yeah yeah. For every tool they lend us a loss of independence. I pledge my grievance to the flag. Cause you don't give blood then take it back again. Oh we're all deserving something more. Progress. Taste it. Invest it all. Champagne breakfast for everyone. Everyone. Break the innocent when they're proud. Raise those stakes then bring them down. If they fail to obey. Yeah, ha, if they fail to obey. Pledge your grievance to the flag. Cause, don't give blood then take it back again. Oh, we're all deserving something more. Have a, have a drink, drink. Have a, have a drink, drink. I want to breathe part of the scene. I want to taste everyone I see. I want to run when I'm up high. I want to run to the sea. I want life to be. I just want to be. I will feel alive as long as I am free. |
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Even Flow Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Freezing. Rests his head on a pillow made of concrete. Again. Oh, Feeling maybe he'll see a little better set a days. Ooh yeah. Oh, hand out faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar. Ooh yeah. Oh, dark grin. He can't help when his happy looks insane. Ooh. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away-yeah. Ooh. Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Life again. Life again. Kneeling. Looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read. Ooh yeah. Oh, praying now to something that has never showed him anything. Oh, feeling understands the weather of the winters on its way. Oh, ceilings few and far between all the legal halls of shame. Yeah. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away. Oh, someday yet he'll begin his life again. Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away. Him away. Him away. Yeah. Woo. Ah Yeah. Fuck your money. Even flow. Thoughts arrive like butterflies. Oh, he don't know so he chases them away. A-someday yet he'll begin his life again. Yeah. Oh, whispering hands gently lead him away. Him away. Him away. Yeah. Woo. Uh huh yeah. Yeah yeah, momma mommy |
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In My Tree Musique: Gossard, Irons Paroles: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 Up here in my tree. Yeah. Newspapers matter not to me. Yeah. No, no more crowbars to my head. Yeah. I'm trading stories with the leaves instead. Yeah. I wave to all my friends. Yeah. They don't seem to notice me. No. Ah, their eyes strait on the street. Yo! Oh... Sidewalks cigarettes and seams. Yeah. Yeah... Up here so high I start to shake. Up here so high the sky I scrape. I'm so high I hold just one breath deep within my chest just like innocence. (Eddie's down in his home) (Oh, the blue sky it's his home) (Eddie's blue sky home) (Oh, the blue sky it's his home) I remember when, yeah, I swore I knew everything. Oh, yeah. They say knowledge is a tree. Yeah. It's growing up just like me. Yeah. I'm so light the wind me shakes. I'm so high the sky I scrape. Yea, I'm so high I hold just one breath, to go back to my nest, to sleep with innocence. Up here so high the boughs they break. Up here so high the sky I scrape. And my eyes feel both wide open. And I got a glimpse of my inner sense. Got back my innocence. Still got it. Still got it. |
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Black Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 Sheets of empty canvas. Untouched sheets of clay were laid spread out before me as her body once did. All five horizons revolved around her soul. As the earth to the sun. Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn. Ooh, and all I taught her was everything. Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore. And now my bitter hands shade beneath the clouds of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed every day. I take a walk outside. I'm surrounded by some kids at play. Oh, I can feel their laughter. Oh, so why do I sear? Ooh, and twisted thoughts that spin around my head. I'm spinning. Oh, I'm spinning. How quick the sun can drop away. And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass of what was everything. All the pictures have all been washed in black. Tattooed everything. All the love gone bad turned my world to black. Tattooed all I see. All that I am. All I'll be. Yeah. Uh huh... Uh huh... Ooh. I know someday you'll have a beautiful life. I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky but why, why, why can't it be, oh, can't it be mine? Oh... Ohh yeah oh. Do do do do do do do |
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Spin The Black Circle Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 See this needle. A-see my hand. Drop, drop, dropping it down oh so gently. Well here it comes. I touch the plane. Turn me up, won't turn you away. Spin the black circle. Pull it out. A-paper sleeve. Oh my joy. Only you deserve conceit. I'm so big. A-my whole world. I'd rather you, rather you than her. Spin the black circle. You're so warm. The ritual when I lay down your crooked arm. Spin the black circle. |
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Rearviewmirror Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 I took a drive today. Time to emancipate. I guess it was the beatings, made me wise. But I'm not about to give thanks or apologize. I couldn't breathe. Holding me down. Hand on my face. Pushed to the ground. Enmity gauged. United by fear. Forced to endure what I could not forgive. I seem to look away. The wounds in the mirror waved. It wasn't my surface. Most defiled. Head at your feet. Fool to your crown. Fist on my plate. Swallowed it down. Enmity gauged. United by fear. Tried to endure what I could not forgive. Yeah. Saw things... (x4) ...clearer. (x2) Oh, once you were in my Rearviewmirror. I gathered speed from you fucking with me. Once and for all I'm far away. Hard to believe. Finally the shades are raised. Hey, yea. Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror. Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror. Saw things so much clearer once you, once you... Rearviewmirror. Saw things so much clearer once you... Oh yeah. |
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Light Years Musique: Vedder, Gossard, McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 I've used hammers made out of wood. I have played games with pieces and rules. I undeciphered tricks at the bar. But now you're gone. I haven't figured out why. I've come up with riddles and jokes about war. I figured out numbers and what they're for. I've understood feelings and I've understood words but how could you be taken away? And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were but stones. Your light made us stars. With heavy breath awakened regrets. Back pages and days alone that could have been spent together but we were miles apart. Every inch between us becomes light years now. No time to be void or save up on life. Oh, you got to spend it all. And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. You seem to like it here. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were but stones. Your light made us stars. And wherever you've gone and wherever we might go. It don't seem fair. Today just disappeared. Your lights reflected now. Reflected from afar. We were by stones. Your light made us stars. |
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Crazy Mary Ecrit par: Victoria Williams She lived on the curve in the road in an old tar paper shack. On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side. Wild eyed crazy Mary. Down a long dirt road past the Parson's place. That old blue car we used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'NO LOITERING ALLOWED.' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside her windowsill. Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary. Terrible thoughts. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all. Oh... Oh... Oh... Next morning on the way into town saw some skid marks and followed them around. Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a... Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a... Oh yeah. |
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Do the Evolution Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 I'm ahead. I'm a man. I'm the first mammal to wear pants. I am at peace with my lust. I can kill cause in god I trust. It's evolution baby. I'm a piece of the man. I buy stocks on the day of the crash. On the loose. I'm a truck. All the rolling hills I'll flatten 'em out. It's herd behavior. Uh huh. It's evolution baby. Admire me, admire my home, admire my son, he's my clone. This land is mine, this land is free, I'll do what I want, yet irresponsibly. It's evolution baby. I'm a thief. I'm a liar. There's my church I sing in the choir. Hall-le-lu-jah. Admire me, admire my home, admire my song, admire my clothes. Consider, appetite for nightly feasts. Those ignorant Indians got nothing on me. Nothing. Why? Because, it's evolution baby. I am ahead, I am advanced, I am the first mammal to make plans. I crawled the earth, but now I'm higher. 2010 watch it go to fire. It's evolution baby. I do the evolution. |
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State Of Love And Trust |
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Last Kiss Ecrit par: Wayne Cochran Album: Single Last Kiss Date: 8 juin 1999 Oh where, oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world We were out on a date in my daddy's car We hadn't driven very far There in the road, straight ahead A car was stalled, the engine was dead I couldn't stop so I swirved to the right I'll never forget the sound that night The screaming tyres, the bust-in glass The painful scream that I heard last Oh where, oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world When I woke up the rain was pouring down There were people standing all around Something warm falling through my eyes But somehow I found my baby that night I lifted her head, she looked at me and said "Hold me darling just a little while" I held her close, I kissed her our last kiss I'd found the love that I knew I had missed But now she's gone even though I hold her tight I lost my love, my life that night Oh where, oh where can my baby be? The Lord took her away from me She's gone to heaven so I got to be good So I can see my baby when I leave this world |
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Breakerfall Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 15 mai 2000 There's a girl on a ledge who's got nowhere to turn. Cause all the love that she had was just wood that she burned. Now her life is on fire it's no ones concern. She can blame the world or prey till dawn. But only love can break her fall. Break her fall. Yeah, only love can break her fall. Fall. It's like she lost her invitation to the party on earth and she's standing outside hating everyone here. Yeah, she's her own disease, crying to her doll. But only love can break her fall. Break her fall. Only love can break her fall. Yeah. Yeah fall. Blame the world. Break her fall. Break her fall. Love, love, love can break her fall. Who? Now only love can break her fall. Love, love can break her fall. Fall. Love, love can break her fall. Only love can break her. |
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Soon Forget Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Sorry is the fool who trades his soul for a corvette. Thinks he'll get the girl he'll only get the mechanic. What's missing? He's living a day he'll soon forget. That's one more time around. The sun is going down. The moon is out but he's drunk and shouting. Putting people down. He's pissing. He's living a day he'll soon forget. Counts his money every morning. The only thing that keeps him horny. Locked in a giant house that's alarming. The townsfolk they all laugh. Sorry is the fool who trades his love for hi-rise rent. Seem the more you make equals the loneliness you get. And it's fitting. He's barley living a day he'll soon forget. That's one more time around and there is not a sound. He's lying dead clutching Benjamins. Never put the money down. He's stiffening. We're all whistling a man we'll soon forget. |
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Smile Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 Don't it make you smile? Don't it make you smile? When the sun don't shine? (shine at all) Don't it make you smile? Don't it make you smile? Don't it make me smile? When the sun don't shine, it don't shine at all Don't it make me smile? I miss you already... I miss you always I miss you already... I miss you all day This is how I feel... I miss you already, yeah. I miss you always. Three crooked hearts. Swirls all around, yeah. I miss you all day. Don't it make you smile? Don't it make you smile? Three crooked hearts. Swirls all around. Don't it make you smile? |
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Concerts - USA 2000 leg1 - Greensboro 6.08.2000 |
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CD2 |
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01 - OF THE GIRL | 01 - IN MY TREE | ||||||
02 - CORDUROY | 02 - BLACK |
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03 - INSIGNIFICANCE | 03 - SPIN THE BLACK CIRCLE | ||||||
04 - BRAIN OF J |
04 - REARVIEWMIRROR | ||||||
05 - EVACUATION | 05 - ENCORE BREAK | ||||||
06 - NOTHING AS IT SEEMS | 06 - LIGHT YEARS | ||||||
07 - JEREMY | 07 - CRAZY MARY | ||||||
08 - DAUGHTER | 08 - DO THE EVOLUTION | ||||||
09 - MFC | 09 - STATE OF LOVE & TRUST | ||||||
10 - WHIPPING | 10 - LAST KISS | ||||||
11 - WISHLIST | 11 - BREAKERFALL | ||||||
12 - BETTERMAN | 12 - SOON FORGET | ||||||
13 - LEATHERMAN | 13 - SMILE | ||||||
14 - GRIEVANCE | |||||||
15 - EVEN FLOW | |||||||