Friday, September 29, 2006

Xanax and WinE (U2)

My cell is ringing, no ID
I want to know who's calling
My garden's overgrown
I go out on my belly crawling / (he's crawling)
I got CCTV, pornography,
CNBCI got the nightly news
To get to know the enemy

All I want is a picture of you
All I want is to get right next to you
All I want is a picture in a locket
Your face in my pocketI take a pill to stop it



Save me, save me from myself

I know that you've been good to me

Now I need you not to be

Wake me, I feel like I've been asleep

I’m buying things I can't afford

I’m on a high diving board

Oh it's you that's keeping me dry

Xanax and wine

I'm going nowhere

Where I am it is a lot of fun

They're in the desert to dismantle an atomic bomb

I watch 'em shadow box

Check the stocks, I'm in detox

Want the lot of what you've got

If what you've got can make this stop

All I want is a picture of you

All I want is to get right next to you

All I want is your picture in a locket

Your face in my pocket

I take a pill to stop it

Save me, save me from myself

I know that you've been good to me

Now I need you not to be

Wake me, I feel like I've been asleep

Try not to look so bored

You're buying things you can't afford

I got yours and I know you want mine

Xanax and wine

Don't you worry 'bout your mind

Thing is I worry all the time

Don't you worry you'll be fine

You should worry about the day

That the pain it goes away

You know I miss mine sometimes




There is no fiction
That will truly fit the situation
I'm documenting every detail
Every conversation
I'm not used to talking to somebody in their bodyIt's somebody in a body, it's somebody in a body
In a body there's somebody
Somebody in a body

Somebody, somebody, somebody
It's somebody... in a body
Somebody... in a body
It's somebody... in a body
There's somebody...
O dados estão lançados, quem já ouviu esta canção? Ai não! Ok! Fim de semana à porta ...Depois digam qualquer coisa.bfs

7 comments:

Cris said...

Eu cá ainda não ouvi, mas aproveito a oportunidade para te dar uma beijoka de bom Wk.

Nota: Xanax e alcool não batem certo, ok?? Bad Medicine!!!

;)

Euzinha said...

tu não vás por esses caminhos mulher...como antes uma peça de fruta (homenagem aos Gato Fedorento)!

A música não me diz nada mas a letra é bonita!!Tem qq coisa do Tio Bryan Adams:
I need somebody, somebody like you,
Everybody needs somebody somebody like you
Ou se calhar n tem nada a ver mas parece-me que também se aplica aqui ao teu cantinho!

Bjs de bom fdsemana
Dá noticias
J

vida de vidro said...

Embora goste dos U2, confesso que estou um bocado desactualizada em relação a eles. Não, não conheço esta canção. E olha-me lá essas misturas... :)**

sabr said...

Xanax...agrada-me. Bom dia, bjinho.

o lápis said...

Dos U2 conheço tudo :) quantas noites :) quantos dias :) ai que saudades do Geres!

:))Agora contigo: É pá!!! vê lá se não explodes :))

E nunca é tarde para nada.

Desde que a vela ainda esteja acesa! :)))


Bom fim de semana e beijos!

Su said...

xanax....sim..jocas maradas

VEM SONHAR COMIGO said...

Somebody faz lembrar...
xanax...faz mal.Habituação.Comam soja.Power!...