| 16 septembre
2005 - Corel
Centre: Ottawa |
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Wash, Go, Hail Hail, Animal, Brain of J, Corduroy, Immortality, In Hiding, Don't Gimme No Lip, Even Flow, Green Disease, Insignificance, I Got Shit, Jeremy, Black, Better Man/(Save It For Later), Rearviewmirror Rappels 1: Bee Girl, I Believe In Miracles, Sleight Of Hand, Elderly Woman..., Crazy Mary, Alive Rappels 2: Given To Fly, Not For You/(Modern Girl), Daughter, Harvest Moon, Leaving Here, Rockin' in the Free World, Yellow Ledbetter |
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A venir |
| Wash Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Krusen Paroles: Vedder Album: Single Alive Date: 1992 Oh please let it rain today. This city's so filthy. Like my mind in ways. Oh, was the time. Like a clean new taste. Smiling eyes before me and tears from my face. Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah. Sin for sale. Buying just a need. Just who planted all the devils seeds? And what's the truth? And the truth that lies at home. It's on the inside and I can't get it off. Yeah. Wash my love. Wash my love. Wash my love, yeah. What's clean is pure. But hey, I'm white on the outside. Though I stray. What she don't know today might kill us both tomorrow. Bring it back someday. Bring it back, bring it back. Back to, to the clean form. To the pure form. Wash my love. (x8) |
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| Go Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 Oh, please don't go out on me. Don't go on me now. Never acted up before. Don't go on me now. I swear I never took it for granted. Just thought of it now. Suppose I abused you. Just passing it on. Go, fuck. Once fastened, servile, now your getting sharp. Moving oh so swiftly with such disarm. I pulled the covers over him shoulda' pulled the alarm. Turned to my nemesis. A fool no fucking god. No, time... Suck, my... Please... Don't go on me. (x4) Please... Nooh. Suck, blood.... Touch, please... Tunnel vision. Tuck... Time.... See... Please, please, please... Don't go on me. (x4) Please... Don't you want me? Don't go on me. Please don't go on me. |
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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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| 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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| 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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| Immortality Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Vacate, is the word. Vengeance has no place so near to her. Cannot find the comfort in this world. Artificial tear. Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers? Vulnerable. Wisdom can't adhere. A truant finds home, and a wish to hold on but there's a trapdoor in the sun. Immortality. As privileged as a whore. Victims in demand for public show. Swept out through the cracks beneath the door. Holier than thou. How? Surrendered, executed, anyhow. Scrawl dissolved. Cigar box on the floor. A truant finds home, and I wish to hold on too, but saw the trapdoor in the sun. Immortality. I cannot stop the thought of running in the dark. Coming up a which way sign. All good truants must decide. Oh, stripped and sold mom. An auctioned forearm and whiskers in the sink. Truants move on, cannot stay long. Some die just to live. |
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| In Hiding Musique: Gossard Paroles: Vedder Album: Yield Date: 3 février 1998 I shut and lock the front door. No way in or out. I turned and walked the hallway, and pulled the curtains down. I knelt and emptied the mouth of every plug around. But nothing's sound. Nothing's sound. I stayed where my last step left me. Ignored all my rounds. Soon I was seeing visions and cracks along the walls. They were upside down. I swallow my words to keep from lying. I swallow my face just to keep from biting. I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving. I surfaced and all of my being was enlightened. I'm in hiding. It's been about three days now since I've been aground. No longer overwhelmed. And it seems so simple now. It's funny when things change so much, it's all state of mind. I swallowed my words to keep from lying. I swallowed my face just to keep from biting. I swallowed my breath and went deep, I was diving. I surfaced and all of my being was enlightened. I'm in hiding. |
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| Don't Gimme No Lip Ecrit par: Gossard Album: Lost Dogs Date: 11 novembre 2003 Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip, I've had my fill of it Don’t gimme no lip, I've lost my taste for it Don’t gimme no lip, you've got a face this shit Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip, I'm just not having it Don’t gimme no lip, stuck on your cigarette Don’t gimme no lip, I'm wiping off the spit Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip It's just a problem One I'll be solving It's just a problem Problem? haha.. Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no lip Don’t gimme no |
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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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| Green Disease Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Riot Act Date: 12 novembre 2002 It's a disease and they're all green. It emminates from their being. Agitation with occupation. And like weeds with big leaves. Stealing light from what's beneath. Where they have more. Still they take more. Course I know. Then I don't. There's a stoway with my throat. It's deceiving. I don't believe him. We can scream out our doors. Behind the wall a fat man snores. In his dreams he's choking on leaves. Well I guess there's nothing wrong with what you say. But don't sell me, "There can't be better ways." Tell the captain "This boat's not safe, and we're drowning." Turns up he's the one making waves. Waves. Waves. I said there's nothing wrong with what you say. Believe me just asking you to sway. No white or black just grey. Can you feel this world with your heart and not your brain? |
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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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| I Got Shit Ecrit par: Vedder Album: Merkinball Date: 5 décembre 1995 My lips are shaking my nails are bit off. Been a month since I've heard myself talk. All the advantage this life's got on me. Picture a cup in the middle of the sea.. And I fight back in my mind. Never lets me right out. I got memories. I got shit so much it don't show. Oh, I walked the lie when you held me in that night. I walked the line when you held my hand that night. On empty shell seem so easy to crack. Got all these questions. Don't know who I could even ask. So I'll just lie alone and wait for the dream where I'm not ugly and your looking at me. And I stay in bed. Oh, in a little while I'll see you. If just once I could feel love, oh, stare back at me. Yeah. But I walked the lie when you held me in that night. Oh, I walked the lie when you held my hand that night. Oh, I walked the lie when you held me close that night. I paid the price. Never held you in real life. My lips are shaking... |
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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... Try 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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| 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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| 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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| 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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| Bee Girl Musique: Ament Paroles: Vedder Album: Lost Dogs Date: 11 novembre 2003 Bee girl, you're gonna die You don't wanna be famous, you wanna be shy Do your dances alone in your room Becoming a star will become your doom Bee girl, be a girl... Bee girl, be a girl... You know time is long, and life is short Begin to live while you still can Believe in nothing, believe me Those who can be trusted can change their mind The anxious is the present Unwrap your gifts, take your time Everything you imagined Needn't be stuck in your mind Bee girl, be a girl... Bee girl, be a girl... |
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| I Believe in Miracles Ecrit par: The Ramones I used to be on an endless run. Believe in miracles 'cause I'm one. I have been blessed with the power to survive. After all these years I'm still alive. I'm out here kickin' with the band. I am no longer a solitary man. Every day my time runs out. Lived like a fool, that's what I was about, oh I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. Oh, I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. Tattooed your name on my arm. I always said my girl's a good luck charm. If she can find a reason to forgive, Then I can find a reason to live. I used to be on an endless run. Believe in miracles 'cause I'm one. I have been blessed with the power to survive. After all these years I'm still alive. I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. Oh, I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. I close my eyes and think how it might be. The future's here today. It's not too late. It's not too late, yeah! I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. Oh, I believe in miracles. I believe in a better world for me and you. |
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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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| Elderly Woman Behind the Counter Of A
Small Town Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vs Date: 19 octobre 1993 I seem to recognize your face. Haunting familiar, yet I can't seem to place it. Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name. Lifetimes are catching up with me. All these changes taking place. I wish I'd seen the place but no one's ever taken me. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away. I swear I recognize your breath. Memories, like fingerprints, are slowly raising. Me you wouldn't recall for I'm not my former. It's hard when your stuck upon the shelf. I changed by not changing at all. Small town predicts my fate. Perhaps that's what no one wants to see. I just want to scream, "Hello." My god its been so long. Never dreamed you'd return. But now here you are and here I am. Hearts and thoughts they fade...away... Hearts and thoughts they fade...away... Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away... Hearts and thoughts they fade... |
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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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| 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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| 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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| Not For You Musique: Vedder, Gossard, Ament, McCready, Abruzzese Paroles: Vedder Album: Vitalogy Date: 6 décembre 1994 Restless soul, enjoy your youth. Like Muhammad. Hits the truth. Can't escape from the common rule - if you hate something don't you do it too. Small my table. A-sits just two. Got so crowded. I can't make room. Oh where did they come from? Stormed my room. And you dare say it belongs to you. To you. This is not for you. My friends call me Ed, they call me. My friends they don't scream. My friends don't call. My friends don't. All that's sacred comes from youth. Dedication. Naive and true. With no power. Nothing to do. I still remember. Why don't you? Don't you? This is not for you. Never was for you. Fuck you. This is not for you. |
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Harvest Moon |
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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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| Rockin' In The Free World Ecrit par: Neil Young There are colors on the street Red, white and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them So I try to forget it, any way I can. Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world I see a woman in the night With a baby in her hand Under an old street light Near a garbage can Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life, and what she's done to it There's one more kid that will never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool. Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder, gentler, Machine gun hand We got department stores and toilet paper Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer Got a man of the people, says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive. Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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| Concerts - Amérique du nord 2005 - Ottawa 16.09.2005 |
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| 01 - WASH | 01 - BLACK | 01 - ENCORE BREAK | |||||
| 02 - GO | 02 - BETTERMAN | 02 - GIVEN TO FLY | Résumé en français | ||||
| 03 - HAIL HAIL | 03 - REARVIEWMIRROR | 03 - NOT FOR YOU | |||||
| 04 - ANIMAL | 04 - ENCORE BREAK | 04 - DAUGHTER | |||||
| 05 - BRAIN OF J | 05 - BEE GIRL | 05 - HARVEST MOON | |||||
| 06 - CORDUROY | 06 - I BELIEVE IN MIRACLES | 06 - LEAVING HERE | |||||
| 07 - IMMORTALITY | 07 - SLEIGHT OF HAND | 07 - ROCKIN' IN THE FREE W. | |||||
| 08 - IN HIDING | 08 - SMALL TOWN | 08 - YELLOW LEDBETTER | |||||
| 09 - DON'T GIMME NO LIP | 09 - CRAZY MARY | ||||||
| 10 - EVEN FLOW | 10 - ALIVE | ||||||
| 11 - GREEN DISEASE | |||||||
| 12 - INSIGNIFICANCE | |||||||
| 13 - I GOT SHIT | |||||||
| 14 - JEREMY | |||||||