| 23 juin 2000 - Hallenstadion:
Zürich, Suisse |
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Of The Girl, Corduroy, Breakerfall, Grievance, Hail Hail, Animal, Dissident, Nothing As It Seems, Alive, Thin Air, Light Years, Untitled, MFC, Habit, Wishlist, Off He Goes, Sleight of Hand, Insignificance, Rearviewmirror, Porch Rappels 1: Brain of J, Given To Fly, Do The Evolution, Better Man/(Save It For Later), Nothingman, Leatherman, Leaving Here Rappels 2: Soon Forget, Yellow Ledbetter |
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Il était inévitable que le public suisse soit différent du public italien. Un parfum de marijuana vole dans l’air et le public est très calme. Mike semble être en forme ce soir. On peut voir l’assistant technique de Matt en train de jouer des bongos pendant le premier morceau (Of The Girl), et même si c’est un morceau doux pour commencer le concert, le public est tranquille. Eddie fait plusieurs commentaires à ce sujet : "Vous paressez tellement calme, c’est beau!". Ils jouent la trilogie “man” (Betterman, Nothingman et Leatherman). Off He Goes est dédié à un ami d’Eddie qui ne pouvait pas être présent ce soir-là. La guitare de Stone est hors tonalité au début de Nothing As It Seems ce qui oblige tout le groupe à s’arrêter avant l’arrivée d’Eddie au chant. "Toutes ces tonalités spéciales !" ajoute Stone en souriant "La prochaine fois que nous jouerons ce titre, ce sera tellement mieux !". Ils jouent Dissident puis avant de recommencer Nothing As It Seems, Ed dit "Il se peut que vous avez déjà entendu la chanson qui suit, il y a environ 4 minutes" Eddie présente Nothingman mais ils jouent Sleight of Hand à la place. Avant de jouer Soon Forget, Ed dit au public que c’est la première visite de son ukulélé en Suisse et qu’il est très excité; Il était assit durant tout le concert et lui demandait : "joue avec moi, joue avec moi!!". Jeremy était sur la setlist mais ne fût pas joué.
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| 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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| 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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| 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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| Hail Hail Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 Ah, is there room for both of us? Both of us apart? Are we bound out of obligation? Is that all we've got? I get the words and then I get to thinking. I don't want to think, I want to feel. And how do I feel? And how do I... If you're the only one will I never be enough? Yeah. Hail hail the lucky ones. I refer to those in love. Yeah. Oh, how I'll love you til the day I die and beyond. Are we going to the same place? If so can I come? It's egg rolling thick and heavy. All the past you carry. Oh, I could be new. You underestimate me. If you're the only one will I never be enough? Yeah. Hail hail the lucky ones. I refer to those in love. Yeah. I sometimes realize I could only be as good as you'll let me. Are you woman enough to be my man? Bandaged hand in hand. I find it on the run in a race that can't be won. Yeah. All hail the lucky ones. I refer to those in love. Yeah. If you're my only one, so could you only one? I want to be your one. Enough! You won no one. You're one. |
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| Animal Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 One, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five, five against one. Said one, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against... Torture from you to me. Yeah. Ah. Abducted from the street. Umm. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. Oh. Rah. Why would you wanna hurt me? Oh... Ooh, so frightened of your pain. Yeah. Ooh. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. I'd rather be. (x2) I'd rather be with an animal. Woof. Five, five against one, said. I'd rather be. I'd rather be with. I'd rather be with an animal. I'd rather be. (x2) I'd rather be with an animal. Said one, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against, five against. One, two, three, four, five against one. Five, five... Five, five... Five against one, said. |
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| Dissident Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 She nursed him there, ooh, over a night. I wasn't so sure she wanted him to stay. What to say? What to say? But soon she was down. Soon he was low. At a quarter past. A holy no. She had to turn around. When she couldn't hold, oh, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. And to this day she's glided on. Always home but so far away. Like a word misplaced. Nothing said, what a waste. But when she had contact with the conflict. There was meaning but she sold him to the state. She had to turn around. When she couldn't hold she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissidence. A dissident is here. Oh. Oh... Oh... She gave him away when she couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest path. Oh, a dissident, a dissident is here. Oh, couldn't hold on. She couldn't hold. No, she folded. A dissident is here. Escape is never the safest place. Oh, A dissident is here. |
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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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| Alive Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 "Son," she said, "Have I got a little story for you. What you thought was your daddy was nothing but a... While you were sitting home alone at age thirteen your real daddy was dying. Sorry you didn't see him but I'm glad we talked." Oh, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey, ooh. Oh, she walks slowly across a young man's room. She said, "I'm ready for you." Why I can't remember anything to this very day? 'Cept the look. The look. Oh, you know where. Now I can't see I just stare. I... I'm still alive. Hey I... But, I'm still alive. Hey I... Boy, I'm still alive. Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Yeah. Ooh yeah. Yeah yeah yeah. Oh. Ooh. "Is something wrong?" She said. Of course there is. "You're still alive." She said. Oh, and do I deserve to be? Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers? Who answers! I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey I... Oh, I'm still alive. Hey I... But, I'm still alive. Yeah I... Ooh, I'm still alive. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. |
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| Thin Air Ecrit par: Gossard Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 There's a light, when my baby's in my arms. There's a light, when the window shades are drawn. Hesitate when I feel I may do harm to her. Wash it off cause this feeling we can share. And I know she's reached my heart in thin air. Byzantine is reflected in our pond. There's a cloud, but the water remains calm. Reaching in the suns fingers clutch the dawn to pass. Even out, it's a precious thing to bear. And I know she's reached my heart in thin air. Yes I know she's reached my heart in thin air. It's not in my past to presume. Love can keep on moving in both directions. How to be happy and true is quest we're taking on together. Take it on, on, on, on, on. Take it on, on, on, on, on. There's a light when my baby's in my arms. And I know she's reached my heart in thin air. And I know she's reached my heart in thin air. And I know she's reached my heart in thin air. |
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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 seam 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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| 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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| Habit Ecrit par: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 See it happen to a couple of friends. Seen it happen and the message it sends. Takeing off for what's an obvious fall. Just to see what all the fuss is about. It's not your way. Not your way. It's not your way. Another habit says it's in love with you. Another habit says it's long overdue. Another habit like an unwanted friend. I'm so happy with my righteous self. It's not your way. Not your way. It's not your way. Never thought you'd habit. (x3) I never thought you... Never thought you. Never thought you'd habit. (x3) I never thought you... Never never thought you. Never thought you'd habit. (x6) Speaking as a child of the 90's... Never thought you'd habit. (x3) I never thought you... Never thought you. Never thought you'd habit. (x3) I never thought you... Never never thought you. Never... Never me. Never you. Never me. |
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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 50 million hands upraised and open toward the sky. 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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| Off He Goes Ecrit par: Vedder Album: No Code Date: 27 août 1996 1, 2, 1, 2... Know a man. His face seemed pulled and tense. Like he's riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds. So I approach with tact. Suggest that he should relax, but he's always moving much too fast. Said he'll see me on the flipside of this trip he's taking for a ride. He's been taking too much on. There he goes with his perfectly unkept clothes. There he goes. He's yet to come back but I see his picture. It doesn't look the same up on the rack. We go way back. I wonder about his insides. It's like his thoughts are too big for his size. He's been taken, where I don't know. Off he goes with his perfectly unkept hope. There he goes. And now I rub my eyes for he has returned. Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned. For he still smiles. And he's still strong. Nothing's changed but the surrounding bullshit. That has grown. And now he's home and we're laughing like we always did my same old, same old friend. Until a quarter to ten. I saw the strain creep in. He seems distracted and I know just what is going to happen next. Before his first step he is off again. |
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| Sleight Of Hand Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Binaural Date: 16 mai 2000 Routine was the theme. He'd wake up wash and pour himself into uniform. Something he hadn't imagined being. As the merging traffic passed he found himself staring down at his own hands. Not remembering the change. Not recalling the plan. Was it? He was okay but wondering about wandering. Was his age by consequence or was he moved by sleight of hand? Mondays were made to fall. Lost on a road he knew by heart. It was like a book he read in his sleep. Endlessly. Sometimes he hid in the radio watching other pull into their homes. While he was drifting. On a line of his own. Off the line of the side. Bye the by. As dirt turned to sand. As if moved by sleight of hand. When he reached the shore of his clip on world he resurfaced to the norm. Organized his few things. His coat and keys. And he knew realizations would have to wait. Till he had more time. More time. A time to dream to himself. He waves goodbye to his self. I'll see you on the other side. Another man moved by sleight of hand. |
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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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| 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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| Porch Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Ten Date: 27 août 1991 What the fuck is this world running to? You didn't leave a message at least I coulda' learned your voice one last time. Daily minefield this could be my time by you. Would you hit me? Would you hit me? Ohh. Whoa oww. All the bills go by and initiatives are taken up. By the middle. There ain't gonna be any middle any more. And the cross I'm bearing home ain't indicative of my place. Left the porch. Left the porch. Oh. Hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day. Hold my hand. Walk beside me. I just need to say. Uh huh. Uh huh yeah uh huh. Uh huh yeah uh huh. Oh, hear my name. Take a good look. This could be the day. Hold my hand. Lie beside me. I just need to say. I could not take a-just one day I know when I would not ever touch you, hold you, feel you in my arms. Never again. Yeah. (x12) |
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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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| Given To Fly Musique: McCready Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out. A bad time nothing could save him. Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out. He got up outta there ran for hundreds of miles. He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree. The wind rose up set him down on his knee. A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw. Deliver him wings, "Hey look at me now!" Arms wide open with the sea as his floor oh, oh, oh... He's flying, whole! High! wide! oh... He floated back down cause he wanted to share. This key to the locks, on the chains, he saw everywhere. But first he was stripped, and then he was stabbed by faceless men. Well fuckers, he still stands. And he still gets his love he just gives it away. The love he receives is the love that is saved. And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky. A human being that was given to fly... Flying! whole... High! flying! whole... He's flying! woah... High... woah... oh... |
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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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| Betterman (Save It For
Later) 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. Save it for later honey Save it for later Don't...don't don't...don't let me down Don't let me down |
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| Nothingman Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Once divided. Nothing left to subtract. Some words when spoken can't be taken back. Walks on his own with thoughts he can't help thinking. Future's above, but in the past he's slow and sinking. Caught a bolt of lightning. Cursed the day he let it go. Nothingman. Isn't it something, nothingman. She once believed in every story he had to tell. One day she stiffened. Took the other side. Empty stares from each corner of a shared prison cell. One just escapes. One's left inside the well. And he who forgets will be destined to remember. Nothingman. Isn't it something, nothingman. She don't want him (she don't want him). She won't feed him after he's flown away. Into the sun. Burn, burn, burn. Nothingman. Isn't it something, nothingman. Nothingman. Coulda' been something, nothingman. |
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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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| Leaving Here Ecrit par: High Numbers Reprise sur l'album: Home Alive - The Art Of Self Defense Date: 20 février 1996 Hey, fellas, have you heard the news? oh yeah... The women of this town are being misused...oh yeah... I've seen it all in my dreams last night...oh yeah... Girls leaving this town 'cause we don't treat 'em right, yeah...oh yeah... Well, i'll take a train...take a train... Fly by plane...fly by plane... They're getting tired...getting tired... They're sick and tired...sick and tired... All you fellas better change your ways...oh yeah... They're leaving this town in a matter of days...oh yeah... Girls are good, you better treat 'em true...oh yeah... Seen fellas run around with someone new...oh yeah... I'm getting tired...getting tired... Sick and tired...sick and tired... They're leaving here...leaving here... Are leaving here...leaving here... Are leaving here...yeah, yeah... Leaving here...been a while... Oh yeah... The love of a woman is a wonderful thing...oh yeah... The way that we treat 'em is a trying shame...oh yeah... I'll tell you fellas, yeah, it won't be long...oh yeah... Before these women, they all have gone...oh yeah... They're getting tired...getting tired... Sick and tired...sick and tired... Yeah, take a train...take a train... Fly by plane...fly by plane... They're leaving here...yeah, yeah, yeah... Leaving here... Leaving, leaving...oh, leaving here, now... Baby, baby, baby...please don't leave here...oh... |
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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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Yellow Ledbetter |
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| Concerts - Europe 2000 - Zürich 23.6.2000 |
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CD2 |
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| 01 - OF THE GIRL | 01 - SLEIGHT OF HAND | ||||||
| 02 - CORDUROY | 02 - INSIGNIFICANCE | Résumé en français | |||||
| 03 - BREAKERFALL | 03 - REARVIEWMIRROR | ||||||
| 04 - GRIEVANCE | 04 - PORCH | ||||||
| 05 - HAIL HAIL | 05 - BRAIN OF J | ||||||
| 06 - ANIMAL | 06 - GIVEN TO FLY | ||||||
| 07 - DISSIDENT | 07 - DO THE EVOLUTION | ||||||
| 08 - NOTHING AS IT SEEMS | 08 - BETTERMAN | ||||||
| 09 - ALIVE | 09 - NOTHINGMAN | ||||||
| 10 - THIN AIR | 10 - LEATHERMAN | ||||||
| 11 - LIGHT YEARS | 11 - LEAVING HERE | ||||||
| 12 - UNTITLED | 12 - SOON FORGET | ||||||
| 13 - MFC | 13 - YELLOW LEDBETTER | ||||||
| 14 - HABIT | |||||||
| 15 - WISHLIST | |||||||
| 16 - OFF HE GOES | |||||||