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MessageSujet: Lyrics   Mer 3 Mai - 21:52


PAGODA LP (aka House of Worship)


LESSON LEARNED
Lesson learned, learned today
My lesson learned, I learned this today
I’m too close to stay away
I’m too far to try and stay
Oh hurt me slowly, I feel your beauty
In every pulse of your sacred heart
Oh easy, easy, watch your cruelty
I felt it faintly from the start

But I don’t want to be you
I just want you here, I say
And I don’t want to see you
I just need you near
Here we go now

No, no, but yes, but yes, but yes

Head full of these useless questions
I can’t redeem my old temptation
Oh medicate me to ease my pain
Love me, know that I’m insane
Oh hate me, but use me to your liking
Oh yell at me to stop these voices
Become the you, just stop regretting
We’re just animals aware of choices

AMEGO
Someone killed my son
With a heavy gun
They shot and wore him down
Now frown
Cause I’m a callous prick
Are you a treat or trick?
Oh do I make you sick?
I’m proud!
Come on feel this pride
Like Satan’s bride
Like a heavy tide, you drown
Wanna frown on me?
I will make you see
Just how ugly, I am!
Damn!

La la la la
My friend
La la la la
The end
La la la la
I am

Hey yo amego
I know you think I’m loco
So slow, I don’t grow
Take me back to Mexico

Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah

Weapons of mass destruction

Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah

War on terrorism

Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah

Fight for nothing

Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah

Thank you

FETUS
I think of you floating in there
With not a shred of thought or care
of where you’re from or will be
Swimming inside the stomach of my baby
Oh little fetus waiting to meet us
with your first swallow of air
Hollow lung sucking up all the world’s despair
I fiend for more, I fiend for the core
Oh lore me back down
and down in that sound
I found it beneath the junk
Just a punk who’s sunk in too deep
I weep for me
For everyone who is and will never be

Hey yeah yeah

I never gave god much consider or thought
I fought that grip that he never caught
But the soul is something I couldn’t help but feel
It’s as real as the rain that wets
Fresh as the fur on our pets
You’re the only God and I believe in portion
And I’ll kill easy in one abortion
Foundation of my stife life, kiss me like a knife
With my dead God now and my dead now wife

And I think of you floating in there
and not a shred of through or care
of where you’re from or will be
Swimming inside the stomach of my baby
Little fetus went to meet us

You’re reborn in my head
Every time I hear my fear
Every tear my sad eye will drip
Every drop that runs past my lip
For every thought of good
that your death now benefits me
How could it benefit me?
Yeah, it benefits me

VOICES
I watch that open flame
Bright light and beautiful orange
I watch that open flame
I watch that open flame
Dear God it’s calling my name
I watch that open flame
It was our job to make the money
And it was he who took all the risks
And we would sit down and wrestle our tummies
Some serotonin to kill the dope sick
But as you may know
lying face first in the snow
I dreamt of days so long ago
Do you remember them?
Where did they go?
Ah aaahhh…
What’d you say?
Oh no don’t reply
It’s just the voices inside
Oh no I can’t decide
They say you’re not here
I’m not
To feel no fear
It’s just my sickness
You’re nothing you’re no one
You don’t exist
It’s the voices inside
Which is mine
I wasn’t born with a silver spoon
That was then but I got one now
This ritual will kill me soon
Hey mom and dad be proud
Wednesday night they sweep the street
With my record they play for keeps
I don’t have any words to say
And we would wonder what took him so long
Half humming this unsung song
Did they find his works in his cold
Dead hand, a sunny day at Riker’s Island
More to say the least and never would it last
It was the nature of the beast
It meant present, no future, no past

DEATH TO BIRTH
From ripe to rotten, too real to live
Should I lie down or stand up
and walk around again?
My eyes finally wide open up
My eyes finally wide open shut

To find, the found, of sound
that hears the touch of my tears
And smell the taste of all we waste
could feed the others
But we smother each other with the nectar
and pucker the sour at bittersweet weather
It blows through our trees, swims through our seas
A flies through the last gasp we left on this earth
It’s a long lonely journey from death to birth
Should I die again? Should I die around
the pounds of matter wheeling through space?
I know I’ll never know until I come face to face
with my own cold dead face, with my own wooden case
Oh, it's a long lonely journey from death to birth

BOTUS
Tony got shot at the Mexican border
Leaving his past far behind his leg
He could run fast
But he knew they would catch him
They’re gonna find me out some day, some day
But Tony tried, and he denied, but he relied
On the wrong person
And he made his own way
But now he lay at Mexico’s end

Little boy Botus selling fruit and tacos
American tourists are so strange, so strange
I’m saving up money for my mother and my hunny
Gonna buy a big house some day, some day
But Botus he was only eight
And he only ate if he had a good day
And he saw Tony bleed
On two pounds of weed and some peyote

But little boy Botus he was young but no dummy
Filling, his tummy, was all he ever knew
He grabbed Tony’s stash, filled his pockets with his cash
He ran like the devil, Hell, I would too
But Botus see he didn’t know
That once you go, man, you never come back
And he ran from the man, with dirt, and sand,
And that devil running down his back

Back
Back oh no
He didn't know oh
Little Botus

SADARTHA
Sit now quiet, edge of forbidden nerve
Concentrate, fokus
We are battling a mirra’s army
Spirit of the ego, you are as heavy as the air
It’s nice to meet you, I wanna tell you you don’t exist
The earth is our witness, Sadartha
Seen it on my chest, callous on my heart
It grew negligent; know now you’re a vegetable
Sick thing, leper growing in and on me
Cut off, let free, amputate, surgery
Sadartha, nature’s mother, you are my friend

Until we meet again

ALONE
And so I’m here now, I used to be there
It was before that I was unhappy
Now I’m just numb…
And now I can’t leave
I just sit in my room
With only cigarettes to kill my time
I’ll be fine, I’ll be alright
One more day off my life
On more niche to chisel in the wall
I won’t fall
I’ll keep on breathing in spite of you
Like love was something I never knew
And you can spite me too
Cause I don’t wanna see nobody
I don’t wanna hear nobody
I don’t wanna take nobody home with me tonight
You think it’s funny, I have nobody
Somebody to hold my crummy hand
I’m alone
No ring ring to infect my phone
Nobody’s calling, no one’s home
Except silence and her lovely lovely tone
I swear I’m alone
I’ll just sit here in my hotel room
I’ll just sit here in my rented tomb
I’ll just sit, enjoy the view
I’ll just sit and watch the world go

FEAR CLOUD
My fear is clouding all that’s clear...

I DO
I taste you in a cheap hotel room
So this is what it's come to?
I’d love to say you taste a different way
But that hasn’t actually come true
This is so confusing and thoroughly amusing
My heart is bruising, only thoughts of you
And this is so degrading and I'm just waiting
Just keep meditating, holy matrimony, I do
I'm just a child of the night and I didn’t ask to be not right
Let's just say that it's that way
and it's been fun, and it's all done
And that's okay, the world's a dark place
and I'm just a dead face in its womb
We're just the children of the night
And we didn't ask to be not right

SONG #1 (hidden track)
Just droning.
August 24th 2004 (2004)
It's the first morning of our little experiment.

(It's the first morning)
I'll try and write a little bit each day
but I don't know if I can be consistent.
(I'm never consistent)
It's hard for some reason
while I'm making music, to keep a journal.

(It's impossible.)
Sitting now, at this table,
looking out at the industrial mock warehouses,
the lawn. (the green)
They line the perimeter of my vision.
(protruding)

The sky gray, orange, (into the earth)
waking up. (into the clouds)
Got here last night with Ryan.
We have to find Luca, an engineer.
He set up...
he set up these um, (looks pathetic) these sessions.

He was waiting there with his girl, Isa. (they were cool)
He's on a honeymoon.
He took us to the apartment
(been here a long time)
along with is his friends...
(almost a month)

some of his friends who had been in the city
to create a sea diving business.
(almost a month now)
It's nicer than I thought it would be.
(Sir James)
I assumed it would be some warehouses

with cold water which I probably would've rather-ed.
(passed out)
Whenever I'm working it seems
that the closer I am to the ground, the better.
(his hand clutching)
We went and dropped off our stuff, took a shower,

and we head over to the studio.
(last night)
When we get there (I left a note)
we start rehearsing.
Horrible, sloppy, zombie-like (Jamie)
incoherent babble of sleep deprived

walking dead (it was quarter to 4)
headaches, and jet lag. (in the morning)
Took a break in the alley. (can only stand)
People came.
They talked, they laughed.
Some things had no meaning to us.

(moved across)
Smoked some hash (rolled to sir James) had a beer.
Offered to sleep, we received.
(make sure)
I reminded myself. (turned on the clock radio)
Went back to the room. (church choir)

It was better. More coherent.
(went back to the kitchen)
Relaxed.
Still can't sleep.
I've decided that if I'm going to be awake,
I might as well do something productive.

My room was filled with dirty dishes,
bread crumbs, walnut shells, empty cigarette packs,
beer cans, candle wax.
I grabbed a plastic bag,
held on the Virgin Mary's head.
The cast iron one that black eyes

bought for me at a flea market while she was here.
I filled the plastic bag full of garbage
and I laid the head of Mary against my boots.
I emptied all the cigarette butts into a dish
and I started sorting through the ones
that still had tobacco in them.

I pinched all the butts dry dripping the tobacco
into a small espresso cup.
I swept up. I organized my things.
Telephone, masking tape, EQ pedal, four double A batteries,
a dish with three candle's melted into each other,
two razors, a small cassette recorder, three lighters,

ummm... three bottles of spices
I use when we have food to cook.

I went into the other room.
I saw sir James roll over on the couch
muttering something in his sleep.
Fuckin' bugs.

I went into the bathroom, I turned on the water.
Then I went to the kitchen, got the boiling water.
I went back into the bedroom.
I swept up under the rug, under the bed, I made the bed.
I made a small pile.
Put the shoes under the door until later tomorrow.

I made the bed even though I knew
I was going to mess it up.
Then I wrote a note to sir James explaining I couldn't sleep.
Can't sleep. I can't sleep. Make sure I'm up by 8.
I turned on the clock radio.
The only station I could find was church choir music.

I walk back into the kitchen, and pour some boiling water
in a tin cup sitting up upside down under the sink.
A brown paper bag in the sink.
I look inside. Nuts. I remember sir James telling me to...
I found some nuts today. Some of them are still good.
I put one in my mouth. I cracked it open.

I cracked the shell with my thumbnail.
Rotten. Cracked another one. It was good. I ate it.
I walked back into my room. Sat down.
I set the tea down on a stool I had in the corner.
Got a chair.
Sat in the chair. I burned some incense.

The last of it. The last we have.
I lit a cigarette out of the tobacco in the cup.
I lit it. I sipped the tea. I smoked.
I picked up my journal. I wrote this.
I'm gonna try and sleep again. Gonna try and sleep again...
sleep again, sleep, sleep, sleep...
So much for keeping a consistent journal.
It's day 6 or 7. I laid the blueprint of 16 songs after Ryan left.
So in addition to the 10 that we laid down,
we're beginning a very ambitious project.
Luca's worried (faith is undivided)
we're gonna lay down so many with the intent

of dropping some. (of a piece)
I noticed (willing mind)
a change
(rewind to find, go find, find)
less optimistic.
I realize it has a lot to do with me. I feel.

I think that's because I'm afraid.
I'm narcoleptic. It's true.
for helping me, like Luca, Jamie, Ryan, black eyes...
wash my hands. Give them something worthwhile.

(voix de gosses riant : Pagoda !)


*******************************

AUTRES


THE HAPPY SONG
Listen, my new friend, please
And have a sympathetic tender ear
I was born in this junkyard
And it was the prettiest little thing to me
Here’s the part in the song
Where you think of me all wrong
And here’s the part where I choose
That I got nothing left to lose cause...

Any pain that you could bring to me is nothing comparatively
And I’ve been so lost and found, I can’t smile, I can’t frown
Happy song, nothing’s wrong, it’s all fun, am I done?

How much can one man stand?
Before he kisses a cold dead street?
This cross bears a billion lost souls
Three times do I fall to my bloody bare feet?
Think again my lovely friend
Don’t ask for more you dirty whore

Here’s a part in the song where you tell me you don’t care
I made you in my head and you don’t even care, you don’t care
Happy song, nothing’s wrong, it’s all fun and I’m all done
But now I’m done, this is fun, now I’m done


HEY JOE (Jimi Hendrix / Billie Roberts)
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Alright. I'm goin down to shoot my old lady,
you know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
Yeah,! I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady,
you know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
And that ain't too cool.


Uh, hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down,
you shot her down.
Uh, hey Joe, I heard you shot you old lady down,
you shot her down to the ground. Yeah!

Yes, I did, I shot her,
you know I caught her messin' 'round,
messin' 'round town.
Uh, yes I did, I shot her
you know I caught my old lady messin' 'round town.
And I gave her the gun and I shot her

Alright
Shoot her one more time again, baby
Yeah.
Ah, dig it
Ah Ah
(Joe where you gonna go?)
Oh, alright.

Hey Joe, said now,
(Hey)
uh, where you gonna run to now, where you gonna run to?
Yeah.
(where you gonna go?)
Hey Joe, I said,
(Hey)
where you goin' to run
to now, where you, where you gonna go?
(Joe!)
Well, dig it
I'm goin' way down south, way down south
(Hey)
way down south to Mexico way! Alright
(Joe)
I'm goin' way down south
(Hey, Joe)
way down where I can be free
(where you gonna...)
Ain't no one gonna find me babe
(...go?)
Ain't no hangman gonna,
(Hey, Joe)
he ain't gonna put a rope around me
(Joe where you gonna..)
You better belive it right now
(...go?)

I gotta go now
Hey, hey, hey Joe,
(Hey Joe)
you better run on down
(where you gonna...)
Goodbye everybody.
(...go?)
Hey, hey Joe, what'd I say
(Hey.......................Joe)
run on down.
(where you gonna go?)

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Dernière édition par le Sam 17 Mar - 19:28, édité 5 fois
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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Sam 13 Mai - 13:57

Je trouve les textes très beau, mystérieux et recherché pour des chansons dite de Grunge! C'est assez cobainien comme écriture!
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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Lun 15 Mai - 16:10

On peut pas dire que Song 1 soit transcendante, j'espère qu'elle sera pas sur le nouvel album, jla déteste!
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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Mar 16 Mai - 20:40

WW tu as mal choisi ton pseudo, tu auraisdut t'appeller Troll... lol lol

http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Troll_(A lire dans articles: troll Internet)
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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Sam 19 Aoû - 17:42

hahah
ça fait du bien de voir enfin les paroles de song 1, je n'arrivais pas à les trouver..
(c'est que je ne dois pas être très douée)


ps : elle est très bien cette song, je ne vois ce qu'il y a à lui reprocher
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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Dim 11 Mar - 21:28

BUMP love

Lyrics mis à jour avec le LP

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Lun 12 Mar - 19:41

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA JE SUIS HYSTERIIIIIIIIIIIIIIQUE *une minute de silence*

je te bayse les pieds. (:
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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Lun 12 Mar - 20:09

blablablablablahaaaaaaaaaaaaah rouuuh love

Mes pieds ont un orgasme merci

Je prépare une traduc

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Mar 13 Mar - 13:43

ah ben merde tu m'as pris de cour là.
remarque ça m'arrange parce que je viens de découvrir les paroles à l'intérieur du joli boitier (merci la fnac d'être si rapide) et je n'ai qu'une chose à dire: micheal apprend à écrire steuplé!!!!!!


au fait si tu veux qu'on se partage le boulot de traduction tu me dis j'ai le temps.

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Jeu 15 Mar - 13:45

J'ai terminé, mais me manque des trucs, je poste ça ce weekend.

Ce serait intéressant de comparer nos traducs, car je garantis pas que j'ai tout saisi hein.

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Jeu 15 Mar - 15:06

ben écoute tu post tes traduc et moi je regarde si je vois 2 ou 3 trucs à changer.
mais c'est sur que comprendre l'esprit tordu d'un micheal pitt c'est pas super facile lol

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Sam 17 Mar - 16:47

genre t'as un orgasme des pieds t'sais Very Happy
c'est sympathique de traduire pour les pauvres âmes trop faignasse pour se pencher serieusement sur le sujet, merci. =)
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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Sam 17 Mar - 17:08

Oui, mes pieds ont été très beaucoup contents.

Hop, les trads évoluent, Pioups corrige fleur

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Sam 17 Mar - 17:35

il me reste plus que I do et song 1.
j'aurai fini ce soir.

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Ven 13 Juil - 12:16

Pagoda - Unknown Song Lyrics


Nothing stays the same, nothing ever changes
You've heard it all before, you've heard it all before
Yes I have, it's been so hard
Too hard to complain, don't want it all
We're just young, and everyone was tired
And I had no fun, it's down to the wire
And it's dropping flame, it's been so hard
Don't wanna complain, I don't wanna know

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

Never, always
Never, always

Never and always
Never and always

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...



Je sais pas encore si la chanson concert la Unknown Song circulant en vidéo ou Never Always qui est un soundtake de Pitt d'une quarantaine de secondes à la qualité pourrave qui circule dans certains packs de chansons de Pagoda sur les P2P.

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Dim 11 Mai - 15:12

Qqun ou qqch comprends les lyrics de Ecord ??


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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Dim 11 Mai - 16:54

WAAAAAAAH

I CAN'T GET OUT !

Check 1...Check 2...Check 3

Welcome to the E-cord
Why that's a strong boy
Use it what it's used for
Use me what i'm used for
I'm a whore

Reap with the same thing
What the hell I'm gonna sing
Damn I got it rough
blah, blah, things and... stuff
got it real tough

I'm just saying what you're thinking
and you're not thinking much of nothing

You can lead a camel to a well
but you can't make a stubborn bastard drink
You can sit playing show and tell
but you can't make a stubborn brain think

You can listen to all the words
that other people say
You'll just be wasting time
until you figure out your own way

E-cord E-cooooooord E-cooooooord E-cooooooord

Highway walkin' for a spunk
You think it's funny, it's no joke
I'm kickin' a dead snake
give it up, take your stake
and give me a break

You figure out an inch of me
You're played out, belligerent
pipe playing, broken chair
bang on this, show me you care
show me you care...

I'm just saying what you're thinking
and you're not thinking much of nothing

She sat me down on her lap
told me to take a little nap
I woke up in dreams of a different cord
I moved to her from one side to the other

E-cooooooord E-cooooooord E-cooooooord E-cooooooord

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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Dim 11 Mai - 18:37

Merci meme si je crois que en fete je l'ai déja lu quelque part lol
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MessageSujet: Re: Lyrics   Mar 3 Juin - 0:53

Toujours moi mais si qqun comprends plus que moi nothing jaluca ou Hey You il peu tjs poster les paroles Wink
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