MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS
the dead weather - 60 feet tall
You're so cruel and shameless
But I can't leave you be
You're so cold and dangerous
I can't leave you be
You got the kind of loving
I need constantly
Hooked up to my motor
All day long
We go down to Texas
Up to Montreal
Two eyes none the wiser
In the deep
When the water gets hotter
Both hands in the deep
You got my attention
You got it all
I can take the trouble
I'm 60 feet tall
I know it ain't easy
I must tap your evil well
Cos boy, do you come roaring
Like a bat out of hell
You drive me so reckless
You'll kill us all
I can take the trouble
I'm 60 feet tall
You're so cruel and shameless
But I can't leave you be
You're so cold and dangerous
I can't leave you be
You got the kind of loving
I need constantly
I can take the trouble
Cos I'm 60 feet
Tall
the dead weather - a child with a few hours is burning to death
A child of a few hours
Is burning to death
Her eyes are full of smoke
Her mouth is full of fire
Napalm is perfect
For women and children
Forgive us, Forgive us
We should have called Suzy and Bobby
They like to watch fires
Pretend it's not happening
It will be clipped
Out of tomorrow's new show
After the funeral after the feast
With so many bodies at our feet
We should have called Suzy and Bobby
They like to watch fires
We all are nothing
But soft moist people
With soft moist hands
Folded over our buttons
Silently sleeping
Cold and unmoving and doing nothing
We should have called Suzy and Bobby
They like to watch fires
A child of a few hours
Is burning to death
Her eyes are full of smoke
Her mouth is full of fire
the dead weather - are friends electric
It's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off my walls
There's a man outside
In a long coat gray hair smoking a cigarette
Now the light fades out
And I wonder what I'm doing in a room like this
There's a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you
So now I'm alone
And I can think for myself
About little deals and s.u.'s
And things I just don't understand
Like a white lie that night
Or a sly touch at times
I don't think it meant anything to you
So I open the door
It's the friend that I'd left in the hallway
Please sit down
A candle-lit shadow on the wall near the bed
You know I hate to ask
But are friends electric?
Only
Mine's broken down
And now I've no one to love
So I found out your reasons
For the phone calls and smiles
And it hurts and I'm lonely
And I should never have tried
And I missed you tonight
So it's time to leave
You see this meant everything to me
the dead weather - blue blood blues
Yeah, I love you so much.
I don't need to resist.
I don't need to exist.
Dripping blue blood from the wrist.
I don't need to resist.
And all the neighbors get pissed when I come home.
I make em nervous. Yeah, I make em nervous.
Crack a window, crack a broken bone.
Crack your knuckles when you're at home.
Lick an ice cream cone. Crack a bone.
All you had to do was ask.
Who is it that wears the mask?
When you give me the task.
Leave me broke and shirtless.
Check your lips at the door woman.
Shake your hips like battleships.
Yeah, all the white girls trip when I sing at Sunday service.
Sing. Sing. Sing.
I only got one face da da da da.
I tried too long to erase.
You know if I left. da da da da.
I wouldn't leave a trace.
If I left you woman, you know, I wouldn't leave a trace.
I wouldn't leave a trace. I wouldn't leave a trace.
If I left, you'd never see me again.
You'd never see me again.
I wouldn't leave a trace.
You'd never see me again.
the dead weather - bone house
I build a house
For your bones
I build a house
I build a home
I wrote a song
Go on and listen
That's all you'll hear
When I go missing
I always get the things I want
I make a nest
For your hair
I lay you down
I lay you there
I build a ship
I sink or sail
Every tooth
And every nail
I always get the things I want
I put your heart
In a vault
That's how I get
The things I want
I lay a road
For your mind
So your mind can
Go go go go
I always get the things I want
I build a house
I build a home
I build a house
For your bones
I build a house
For your bones
I build a house
I build a home
the dead weather - die by the drop
Let's dig a hole in the sand, brother
A little grave we can fill together
I got myself a problem
That I been looking to sell
Some people die just a little
(Some people die just a little)
Sometimes you die by the drop
(Sometimes you die by the drop)
Some people die in the middle
(Some people die in the middle)
I live just fine on the top
I'm gonna take you for worse or better
I'm gonna make you for worse or better
I'm gonna take you for worse or better
To my little grave
I never said we was equal
(I never said we was equal)
I never wished to be saved
(I never wished to be saved)
If I'm a problem then preach on
(If I'm a problem preach on)
Let's dig a little grave
I'm gonna take you for worse or better
I'm gonna make you for worse or better
I'm gonna take you for worse or better
To my little grave
Let's dig a hole in the sand, brother
Starve off the land for worse or better
Get right down to the bottom
If one goes I'll do the other
Some people die just a little
(Some people die just a little)
Sometimes you die by the drop
(Sometimes you die by the drop)
Some people die in the middle
(Some people die in the middle)
I live just fine on the top
I'm gonna take you for worse or better
I'm gonna make you for worse or better
I'm gonna take you for worse or better
To my little grave
I'm gonna take you for worse or better
(To my little grave)
I'm gonna make you for worse or better
(To my little grave)
I'm gonna take you for worse or better
(I'm gonna take you for worse or better)
For worse or better
To my little grave
the dead weather - gasoline
To be afraid is a luxury
So cool your engines for me
I don't want a sweetheart
I want a machine
I love you the most, I do
When you're so close to me
I can smell the gasoline
To be soft is too easy, huh
Don't get soft on me
I don't want a sweetheart, sweetheart
I want a machine
I love you the most, I do
When you're so close to me
I can smell the gasoline
To be afraid is a luxury
So cool your engines for me
I don't want a sweetheart
I want a machine
I love you the most, I do
When you're so close to me
I can smell the gasoline
What you whispered should be screamed
Screamed at the top of your lungs
Any sense you had in the morning
Is gone when the day is done
I love you the most, I do
When you're so close to me
I can smell the gasoline
the dead weather - hang you from the heavens
I never know how to treat you
You think I love you but it ain't true
I'm walking away now
One step forward and back two
I like to grab you by the hair
and hang you up from the heavens
I don't know how to let you go
Or if i should keep you
I don't know how to let you know
I really do have a reason
I like to grab you by the hair
and drag you to the devil
(Drums)
I never know how to push you
Just to... Just to confuse you
I make my hope, Just to see how
Just to see how
to push you
I like to grab you by the hair
and hang you up from the heavens
(Drums)
I 'd like to grab you by the hair
and send you up to the devil
I never know what mood you be
You may be kind or cruel to me
I'm walking away now
one step forward and back three
(Drums)
I never know what I'm gonna to do
I say I'm leaving, but It ain't true
I got a lot to do to you
There ain't nothing you can do...to stop it
I want to hang you by the hair
I want to hang you by the hair
I want to hang you by the hair
and hang you up from the heavens
the dead weather - i can t hear you
I can't hear you
You're talking to yourself
And what you're used to
It don't work on no one else
I'm gonna teach you
And keep you for myself
Gonna take you by the hand
And walk you to my house
So I can hear you
I wanna hear you
I can't say so
Naive, be so naive
You're stashing money
There're rubies up your sleeve
I'm gonna teach you
You're never gonna leave
I'm gonna take you by the hand
Gonna walk you to my house
So I can hear you
I wanna hear you
I can't hear you
You're talking to yourself
And what you're used to
It don't work on no one else
I wanna teach you
Keep you for myself
Gonna take you by the hand
I'm gonna walk you to my house
So I can hear you
I wanna hear you
I wanna hear you
I wanna hear you
I wanna hear you
I wanna hear you
the dead weather - i cut like a buffalo
Well you know I look like a woman but I
Cut like a buffalo
Stand up like a tower, tall
But I fall
Just like a domino
You can hit me if you want to
Do whatever makes you happy
But don't take it easy on me
'Cause I don't know how to take it
You're a prick with a pin woman
Wake me up when it's broke
But only if it's broken
You know I treat you like a joke bu you
Can't tell when I'm joking
You cut a record on my throat
But the record's not broken
Is that you choking?
Is that you choking?
Is that you choking?
Or are you just joking?
You know I look like a woman but I
Cut it like a buffalo
Wake me up when it's broke
Just like a woman
You cut a record on my throat then you
Break me wide open
You're a prick with a pin woman
Push it into my skin girl
I'm a prick when I sin and I
Know I can't win
You know I look like a woman and I
Cut like a buffalo
the dead weather - jawbreaker
I run so far away from you
Don't matter where I've been
Run around the world from you
And here you are again
You're a real jawbreaker
A real crook, obscene
I'd call you a heartbreaker
But I reserve that for prettier things
I tried to kill the memory
??
You must get a psychic sting ?
And here you are again
You're a real jawbreaker
A real crook, obscene
I'd call you a heartbreaker
But I reserve that for nicer things
I run so far away from you
It don't matter where I've been
I run around the world from you
And here you are again
You're a real jawbreaker
A real crook, obscene
I'd call you a heartbreaker
But I reserve that for nicer things
the dead weather - new pony
Once I had a pony, her name was Lucifer
I had a pony, her name was Lucifer
She broke her leg and she needed shooting
I swear it hurt me more than it could ever have hurted her
Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the mind of Miss X
Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the mind of Miss X
You know she got such a sweet disposition
I never know what the poor girl's gonna do to me next
They say you're usin' voodoo, your feet walk by themselves
They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to
Is gonna give ya back what you're wishinn' on someone else
Come over here pony, I, I wanna climb up one time on you
Come over here pony, I, I wanna climb up one time on you
Well, you're so bad and nasty
But I love you, yes I do
the dead weather - no hassle night
I'm looking for a place to go
Where the sun goes down
And stays down
I'm looking for a place to go
Where I can lay low
Die slow
My baby, she's uptight
Her face is frozen in daylight
My darlin', she's a drifter
Nothing out there seems to fit her
I'm looking for a no hassle night
I've become her and it hurts my mind
I'm looking for a no hassle night
I've become her and it hurts my mind
I'm looking for a no hassle night
My baby, she's a burglar
Nothing I know, can deter her
I'm looking for a place to go
Where the sun goes down
I can lay low
the dead weather - no horse
I ain't got no horse
I ain't got no horizon
Just the scars on my eyes
I swear I got from crying
Where I was born it don't matter
There ain't no going back
I have no home to take you
I never dream like that
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
And I think, what the hell, hell, hell
I don't want you to like me
There's no way that you can
I don't want you to touch me, honey
I am just so mad
There ain't no kind of feeling
All my ... are ... out (?)
I'm just living and breathing
For what I steal for (from?) myself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
Sit & watch my cigarette smoking on itself
And I think, what the hell, hell, hell
the dead weather - old mary
Old Mary full of grease
Your heart stops within you
Scary are the fruits of your tomb
And harsh are the terms of your sentence.
Old Mary Sister of mine
Mother to the world
Carry this burden now
Until the moment of your last breath.
Now till the moment of your last breath.
I lost my place.
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