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U2 - PASSENGERS - 1996

 

PASSENGERS

 

SLUG - YOUR BLUE ROOM- A DIFFERENT KIND OF BLUE - MISS SARAJEVO - ITO OKASHI - ONE MINUTE WARNING - CORPSE (THESE CHAINS ARE WAY TOO LONG) - ELVIS ATE AMERICA


SLUG

Don't want to lose my shirt
Don't want to dig the dirt
Don't want you to get hurt
Can't help that I'm a flirt
Don't want to take your drugs
Don't want to be a slug
Don't want to over dress
Don't want to make a mess
Don't want you to confess
Not under duress
Don't want to be untrue
I want to be with you
Don't want to lose my nerve
Don't want to crawl the curb
Don't want to make you swerve
Don't want what I deserve
Don't want to change the frame
Don't want to be a pain
Don't want to stay the same

YOUR BLUE ROOM

It's time to go again to your blue room
Got some questions to ask of you in your blue room
The air is clean - your skin is clear
I've had enough of hangin' 'round here
It's a different kind of conversation
In your blue room
[1st high voice:
Saw me coming
In outside
Saw me coming
Somewhere I can hide]
And time is a string of pearls (YOUR BLUE ROOM)
[whisper: 'aw sing it']
See the future just hanging there (YOUR BLUE ROOM)
A new frame - a new perspective
Looking down on my objectives
Your instructions - whatever the directions
Your blue room
[2nd high voice:
Saw me coming
East by the moon
Saw me coming
Can you feel]
That's why one day I'll be back (YOUR BLUE ROOM)
Yeah, I hope I remember where it's at (YOUR BLUE ROOM)
[3rd high voice:
We see me slide
Won't you give me a home
So much for change]
[Adam:]
Zooming in,
Zooming out,
Nothing I can do without,
A lens to see it all up close,
Magnifying what everyone knows,
Never in company,
Never alone,
No car alarm, no cellular phone

A DIFFERENT KIND OF BLUE

[Brian Eno:]
Those cars all new so small down there
From here so high we drift we fly
With twilight breaking through
A different kind of blue
More lights blue signs all gold all new
So small so high down there tonight
With twilight breaking through
It's a different kind of blue

MISS SARAJEVO

[Bono:]
Is there a time for keeping your distance
A time to turn your eyes away
Is there a time for keeping your head down
For getting on with the day
Is there a time for kohl and lipstick
A time for cutting hair
Is there a time for high street shopping
To find the right dress to wear
Here she comes, heads turn around
Here she comes, to take her crown
Is there a time to run for cover
A time for kiss and tell
Is there a time for different colors
Different names you find it hard to spell
Is there a time for first communion
A time for East 17
Is there a time to turn to Mecca
Is there a time to be a beauty queen
Here she comes, beauty plays the clown Here she comes, surreal in her crown
[Pavarotti:]
Dici che il fiume
Trova la via al mare
E come il fiume
Giungerai a me
Oltre i confini
E le terre assetate
Dici che come fiume
Come fiume
L'amore giungera
L'amore
E non so piu pregare
E nell'amore non so piu sperare
E quell'amore non so piu aspettare
[Bono:]
Is there a time for tying ribbons
A time for Christmas trees
Is there a time for laying tables
And the night is set to freeze.

ITO OKASHI (English translation)

Let's talk about something beautiful,
On the face of this earth, something very close to you,
About something that is tasteful,
Like something that makes the heartbeat faster,
Certainly (probably) something is very interesting (pleasant).

ONE MINUTE WARNING

A lonesome soul
In an old black boat
A lonesome frown
What a way to go
Chains they go to
The strings to hold
In in an old black coat
A lonesome soul
A lonesome soul
A lonesome soul

CORPSE (THESE CHAINS ARE WAY TOO LONG)

[edge:]
Hang - see you soon
Sad through your room
I'm reachin' out
Hang - be my friend
Stay 'til the end
Don't look away
Hang - Hang - Hang - Hang
Hang - take your rope
Don't choke that way
Don't feel your every step
Hang - Hang
Chains move that thing
Chains we can see
Chains way too long
Chains (in this)
Chains way back there
Chains we could see
Chains are way too long
And I feel my song
Feel my song

ELVIS ATE AMERICA

[howie b:]
elvis [ad infinitum]
[bono:]
white trash, the memphis flash, didn't smoke hash
and woulda been a sissy without johnny cash
didn't dodge the draft
had his own aircraft
having a laugh on the lisa marie in a colour photograph
under the hood, cadillac blood, darling bud
flowered and returned to the mississippi mud
ain't gonna rot in a memphis plot
didn't hear the shot
but Dr. King died just across the lot (from)
vanilla ice cream, girls of 14, memphis spleen shooting tvs
reading corinthians 13 with god on his knees on three tvs
here come the killer bees
head full o' honey
(potato chips and cheese)
the bumper stickers
the white knickers
the white nigger
ate at the burger (king) and just kept getting bigger
sang to win the battle hymm
the battle to be slim
elvis ate america before america ate him
stamps, necromance, fans, psychophants
the public enemy - don't mean shit to chuck d
changed the centre of gravity, made it slippy
hitler nixon christ mishima marcus jackson
the pelvis the psalmist the genius the generous
forgive us pray for us
aaron presley
elvis - ah ooh ho hooo...

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