MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
sugarcubes - a day called zero
A day called zero is the day we'll all relax
mountains will tumble with a long and heavy thump
Dust spreads on the sky so the sun will grow pale
oil tanks tear open and the city livens up
A day called zero will be such a busy day
whistling machines i'll hoover my past away
Controlling a bulldozer I will improve my town
stacking concrete slabs me and you my pluto
will you be with me that day?
We'll be watching and smiling
at last it's over
nothing stops us now
Come and enter me let's multiply
on a day called zero
sugarcubes - birthday
Björk
She lives in this house over there,
Has her world outside it.
Grapples the earth with her fingers
And her mouth, she's five years old.
Threats worms on a string,
Keeps spiders in her pockets,
Collects fly-wings in a jar
Scrubs horse-flies and pinches them on a line.
She has one friend he lives next door,
They listen to the weather,
He knows how many freckles she's got,
She scratches his beard.
She's painting huge books,
And glues them together,
They saw a big raven,
It glided down the sky, she touched it.
Today is a birthday
They're smocking cigars,
He's got a chain of flowers,
And sows a bird in her knickers,
They're smocking cigars,
They lie in the bathtub,
A chain of flowers.
sugarcubes - blue eyed pop
Einar
This blue eyed pop
It's just fabulous to go twisting,
Björk
Twisting.
Einar
Boogieing, in beat with
Björk
Beat with
Einar
the thousand pound
Einar & Björk
Snare sound.
Einar
After boogieing
We all crave for a hot-dog spashed with noise ( noise ),
Queue and spew then back home to our love nest,
Need I say more.
Oh! This blue eyed pop is just pure ecstasy.
Björk
This is too much fun, fun, fun,
Everyone is so close to laughing,
This kind of joy won't last,
Björk
Something wonderful is about to happen.
I feel perfectly ready don't know yet what it is,
I will look here inside this disco, this is so hot hot,
We melt together like tigers and we are dancing together.
sugarcubes - chihuahua
Björk
Bow-wow
Chi-hua-hua-hua-hua-hua!
Dog, bad dog, bad dog, best dog
Bow-wow-wow-wow-wow
Chi-hua-hua-hua-hua-hua!
Einar
It were aliens who started this green popularity
Sure were aliens
Einar
They are green
Want everything
Green and brown
No mistake
New demand
Will be made
All must be green
Everything
Einar
When they land
The aliens would be made the laughing stock of Planet Earth
They are green
They intend
To occupy
Planet Earth
They have green
Want everything
Green and brown
sugarcubes - coldsweat
Björk
I close the door,
Shouldn't burn yet,
The wires get hotter
Palms are glowing.
Björk
This is hot meat metallic blood,
This is hot meat, this is open sweat.
Björk
Show you with my fingers,
Draw with the eye,
With your own breath,
I tear your lungs
Björk
Here is hot meat, this is metallic blood,
This is hot meat, this is open sweat.
Einar
Out this side of the blackest meadows
I make my winterdwelling and crush my bones.
Björk
This is hot meat, this is metallic blood,
This is hot meat,
Björk
I'll sail out the window
I'll walk down the hendge
I will not finish
'Till I'm fully satisfied.
Björk
This is hot meat, this is metallic blood,
This is hot meat, this is open sweat.
sugarcubes - cowboy
Einar
Cowboy, cowboy in the big town
I'm a cowboy in the big town
I'm looking for my pony
A mans best friend is this pony
I'm a cowboy, I'm cowboy
I need my pony, I lost my pony
In the big town
I'm a cowboy in the big city looking for my pony
I'm a cowboy, I'm a cowboy, I'm a cowboy
Einar
I'm not alone, no lonely
Not alone, no lonely, I'm a cowboy
I'm stunt, no a cowboy
In the big city
A tear affectsment (this line is probably in Icelandic)
The other of the skin ( Einar : Cowboy )
Björk
It works in my hell
What have I done
I wanna be at hell
Einar
I'm a cowboy, smells like a ....
In a tine-mine, nose is struck
Can you buy, my back is struck
But who knows I am, I am
A cowboy, cowboy
Only second floor on a brass bed in a big city
I found my pony but I paid a prize
I got a silver-bullet through my heart
I'm a were-cowboy X2
Were, were-cowboy
A were-cowboy
Were-cowboy X2
I'm a were-cowboy
Cowboy
sugarcubes - dear plastic
Björk
Plastic
Nylon
Terylene
Made of atoms
By tender fingers
And determined heads
Of inventors
Tickling
Perfection
Björk
Plastic
Rayon
Einar
I was born aeons ago
Before anything human was known
My friends the alchemists
Told me everything was natural
And always will be that way
And possible to make gold from dirt
Björk
Plastic
Nylon
Dear plastic
Be proud
Don't imitate anything
You're pure, pure, pure
Björk
Plastic
Nylon
Einar
I believed I was their dustbin for knowledge
Took everything and digested
Of course I became big,
Big and really really strong
Today I'm old and withering away
My friends the alchemists
Long disappeared into dust
I no longer get anything fruity
No longer gold made from dirt
The only thing I get is spacefood on a tray
Björk
Woah!
Plastic, plastic, plastic ...
sugarcubes - delicious demon
Einar
One person calls someone
To pour the water,
because it takes two to pour the water,
Björk
To plough takes two as well,
But only one to hold up the sky.
Einar
To plough takes two as well,
But only one to hold up the sky.
Einar
One plays the harp, beats a rock with a stick,
Björk
One plays the harp, beats a rock with a stick,
Becomes a priest at least, a delicious demon.
Einar
Least, a delicious demon.
Björk
Delicious demon, delicious demon,
Delicious demon, delicious demon
Björk
Two men need one money
But one money needs no man,
One is on ones knees, loses ones head,
Except maybe a delicious demon.
Einar
Two men need one money
But one money needs no man,
Einar & Björk
One is on ones knees, loses ones head,
Except maybe a delicious demon.
Then one is no longer, then one is no longer
Björk
No longer !
Delicious demon, oh, delicious demon,
Oh Delicious, delicious demon ...
So delicious!
sugarcubes - deus
Björk
Deus does not exit.
But if he does, he lives in the sky above me,
In the fattest largest cloud up there.
He's whiter than white and cleaner then clean.
He wants to reach me.
Björk
Deus does not exist.
But if he does I always notice him.
Getting ready in his airy room.
He's picking his gloves so gently off.
He wants to touch me.
Björk
I'm walking humbly down a tiny street,
Pulling my collar it gets bigger,
Einar
I once met him,
It really surprised me,
He put me in a bath tub,
Made me squeeky clean,
Really clean.
Björk
To create a universe
You must taste
The forbidden fruit.
Einar
He said hi. I said hi,
I was still clean.
Björk
Deus does not exist,
But if he does he'd want to get down from that cloud,
First marzipan fingers then marble hands,
More silent than silence and slower than slow,
Diving towards me.
My collar is huge room for two hands,
They start at the chest and move slowly down.
Einar
I thought I had seen everything,
He wasn't white and fluffy,
He just had side burns,
He just had side burns,
And a quiff,
He said hi.
I said hi. I was still clean,
I was squeeky clean.
I was surprised.
Just as you would be.
Einar & Björk
Deus, Deus, Deus, Deus
Björk
He does not exist
( Repeat 'til the end )
sugarcubes - dragon
Ã?g keyri um á dótadreka
Ã?ar sem ég hef engan??
Ã?g keyri um á ofsahraða
Enginn veit hvar ég, ég, ég, ég
Haus undir stýri
því að hann er sjálfskiptur
ég hef eina herþyrlu
Svo að ég get gert hvað sem ég vil
En það þýðir ekki
að horfa svona á mig
Af því að ég, ég keyri um á dóta
Keyri um á dótadreka
læt engan sjá mig
Hvenær sem ég fer, hvert sem ég fer
Keyri um á ofsahraða
Hlusta á útvarpið
Enginn veit
Hvar ég, hvar ég, hvar ég
Hvar ég verð næst
Ã?g, ég keyri um á dótadreka
það veit enginn hvar ég verð næst
það þýðir ekki að haga sér eins og lítill maður
Ef maður er ekki (?????????)
En ég keyri um á dótadreka
Læt engan sjá mig
Let no-one see me
Sjáumst ekki, sjáumst ekki síðan
keyri,keyri beint af augum
keyri
lendi beint inn á lestinni
inn á borði hjá litlu börnunum
í hádegis (síðla matnum??)????
Ã?au eru að borða trefjajógúrt
því að hún er svo góð fyrir þig
En ég, en ég, borða bara dansukker sykur
Já ég sagði það
Keyri um á dótadreka
læt engan sjá mig
Hlusta bara á Sykurmolana í útvarpinu
sugarcubes - dream tv
Einar
Last night a good dream woke me up
Einar
I was entertained and smiled
Jumped straight out of my bed
Humming this and that
And got myself a glass of water
Björk
Transforming T.V.
Einar
And sat down in my favourite chair
And kept smiling but not for long
Björk
Transforming T.V.
Einar
Because I realised that all my dreams are
Nothing but the repetition
Of last week's television
Einar
I was no longer amused by, by my dream.
Björk
I'm on my knees
Einar
Like a lame turtle I paced the room
Björk
Down on all four follows
Einar
Who was disturb, I must without
Björk
Antennae
Einar
Knowledge I could only blame myself
And no one else
Björk
Thrust out through my forehead
Einar
Tried to sleep again,
He can, he can, no,
Not a dream, not again
But then remembered
That all my dreams are
Nothing but the repetition
Of last week's television.
Björk
I've turned into a T.V,
My screen is smiling,
To get your attention,
I want you.
Ohoh I'm a TV
Einar
So I jumped out of my bed
And into the T.V. room
And in my anger
Threw the T.V. set out the window
Regretted instantly
Because this was a brand new 26 inch T.V.
Set in my bed once again,
Couldn't sleep
Because all my life,
All my dreams had gone out the window
With this new T.V. set
sugarcubes - eat the menu
Einar
Limousines, oranges,
Stars, moons,
Submarines, Jeeps,
Glaciers, Cars,
Caterpillars, even grapes
Björk
It's none of my business
But you have to eat
Your appetite is appalling
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
Have, have, have some salad
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
Bite, bite, bite an apple
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
Suck, suck, suck an orange
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
Taste, taste, taste the pate
Björk
I'm just a maid, but yes to food is yes to life
Einar
I've got to eat something
Otherwise I'll just die
But the choice is too great
I can't decide what to eat
I'll possibly just eat the menu?
Björk
How would you like strawberry juice?
Or lemon red sea perch?
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
Bite, bite, bite the kiwi
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
Have, have, have some chicken
Björk
I'm just a maid, but yes to food is yes to life
Einar
The waiter came with the menu
And said here you go.
I said thank you but
The choice is too great,
Why can't I be a cod
In the depths of the ocean
And just eat small fish
The cod has such simple taste
But I've got all the choice
Björk
Bite, bite, bite an apple
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Einar
Limousines, oranges,
Stars, moons,
Submarines, Jeeps,
Glaciers, Cars,
Even Caterpillars.
Björk
Oh, you vague costomer
You'll have to look somewhere else
You have to find something to eat
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
No! eat eat, eat a moment
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
Eat eat, eat the feeling
Einar
Eat eat eat the menu
Björk
Eat eat, eat the feeling,
Eat eat, eat the person,
Eat eat, eat the rockband
Einar
I won't complain but...
sugarcubes - fucking in rhythm and sorrow
Björk
A divorced lady arrives home from a bar,
Guess guess what she see, see there ?,
There is a naked person in my flat,
He's got a weird expression on hid face,
Oh my God and Jesus as well,
What are you doing here,
Are you hurting your chest,
Offending yourself, forcing yourself into
Pain like there is no tomorrow?
You should use the pain and sorrow
To fill you up with power,
Life's both sweet and sour.
He looks at me hopeless with tears in his eyes,
Goes out of the window and up on the roof.
Naked man, naked man, calm down,
I'll give you some strawberry cake,
Don't act like there is no tomorrow,
You should use the pain and sorrow
To fill you up with power,
Life's both sweet and sour.
Life's both sweet and sour,
Sweet and sour, sweet and sour,
Life's both sweet and sour.
Don't act, don't act, don't act
Like there is no tomorrow,
So you should use the pain and sorrow
To fill you up with power,
Life's both sweet and sour.
Come on,
Don't act like there is no tomorrow,
You should use the pain and sorrow
To fill you up with power,
Life's both sweet and sour.
Life's both sweet and sour.
Life's both sweet and sour.
Life's both sweet and sour.
sugarcubes - gold
Björk
Gold, finger itches
Gold, in the hand
Gold, you have to have
Gold, all for yourself
Björk
Gold, full train of it
Gold, rob the train
Gold, murder in the train
Gold, get some gold
Björk
Gold is the sweat of the sun
Give me some gold!
Gold, it glitters
Gold, is soft and thin
Einar
I'm searching for gold
I need gold just to see
Never seen it before
Indication of gold
Do I see gold?
Bloody fingers!
Dig! Crawl! Dig!
Björk
Gold is the sweat of the sun
Give me some gold!
Einar
I continue to dig into the earth,
Torn fingers, bloody fingers..
Björk
There is a sun in the sky
Nothing has changed
And gold, begotten of the sun..
Give me gold!
I need it now, oh gold!
Einar
I'm still searching for gold
I need gold
Björk
And I have to have a chunk of.. gold
Einar
No indication of gold
Björk
Just a little piece of gold for me!
Einar
In the core of the earth
Björk
Oh, gold!
Einar
I see the glow, this is the gold
Björk
Gold, gold! Oh gold!
Einar
I need gold!
Björk & Einar
Oh, gold !
sugarcubes - happy nurse
Björk
After watching this patient lady
I noticed that she was a poor nurse
She knows exactly what people need
Without them having to tell her
She's a poor nurse
She knows what you hunger for
And feeds it to you
Einar
The Nurse was also my friend
She gave me friendship in abundance
Smothered me with hugs and kisses
I've got used to her injection
And they often send me stupid
It could become a habit
She gave me friendship in abundance
Smothered me with hugs and kisses
Björk
She invites me to a soft room
And hands me a piece of confidence
She injects me with a dose of warmth
It dawns upon me that humans are the only drug
She's a poor nurse, she knows what you
Hunger for, and feeds it to you
Einar
But then I bought myself a
Small rubber dingy when she told me
He who was up a mountain
Because she wanted everyone
To give her, love and affection
Her breast was, great and soft
Incredibly great, great and soft
And could squirt, a long way!
A great distance...
Björk
She's a poor nurse, this careless woman
Don't hate her, she's a poor nurse
She knows what you, hunger for
And feeds it to you, she's a poor nurse
This careless woman, don't hate her
She's a poor nurse.
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