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| Find the lyrics to all the songs from Nerina's album 'Dear Frustrated Superstar' and sing along!! ;o) |
| If I Know You |
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| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| Well it could have been a Sunday Or it could have been the next day Or it could have been any day at all And it could have been a good day Or a very very bad day When you made your grand arrival, I can recall But if I know you You'll come sailing through the starlight in the blue And if I know you There'll be something that you do Nobody else could contemplate, it's true If I know you Madonna's in the bathroom Madonna's in the redroom Holy Virgin Mary, come to my aid I'm sinking while you're swimming Losing while you're winning Everything i've given, you give away And if I know you You'll come sailing through the starlight in the blue And if I know you, you'll swim You could never drown if someone pushed you in And if I know you There'll be something that you do Nobody else could even contemplate, it's true If I know you |
| Been good, been bad, got worse, got better. I fell I know myself when i'm looking in the mirror. Been hurt, been loved - I'm scarred, not bitter. I am an angel with the knowledge of a sinner. But what do I do, and how should I be? When I look at myself, I can only see me.... I need a little patience... Been hard, been soft, been both, been neither Above it all, I am only a survivor. Been down,been low, got up, got higher - We are only human, all just liars... So I wait for the day when I open my eyes And I look to myself, but it's no big surprise I need a little patience... Well i'm sitting here and sinking and i'm on the '8th floor And i'm thinking do I jump or should I stay around for more? I watch my friends get bigger and get better and get richer But i'm not bitter Time is ticking ticking ticking ticking ticking on with a vengeance I want it all I want it all I need a little patience.... |
| Patience |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
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| Someday Soon |
| Written by Nerina Pallot/Jason Rebello |
| Guess it's true - I only ever wanted to be with you. And now I find i've lost my way to go... I always mess it up You should have known i'm not reliable. And now, when i'm tired, I can't get to sleep. My thoughts won't desert me And I cannot dream. The colours haved changed, only grey in my life Now my sense of belonging has gone with my smile... But I know someday soon I will get home And I know someday soon I won't be alone Yes I know someday soon I will get home Is this my life? Is this the product of the years i've tried So very hard yet I can't make a choice And when I find the words, I've lost my voice - I'm still a quiet one... But you know my river And it still runs deep A hundred and thousand more secrets to keep... I'm waiting for answers I know are inside Now my teacher is here I can open my eyes... But I know someday soon I will get home And I know someday soon I won't be alone Yes I know someday soon I will get home But you know my river And it still runs deep A hundred and thousand more secrets to keep... I'm waiting for answers I know are inside Now my teacher is here I can open my eyes... |
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| Watch Out Billie |
| Written by Nerina Pallot/Jeremy Stacey. |
| And my confession would have you on the floor - if you knew the truth But that's the way they want you - Everyone's a sucker for the haze of youth We're all prairie children, brought up on the lies of the past So it's no surprise then - you will have to ask.... Watch out Billie 'fore you go to fast You say it couldn't hurt, but then it couldn't last You get fifteen minutes while they're watching you You better hold your breath and hope your dreams come true. Watch out girl you'll never be the same If it's a cruel world you gotta play the game You get fifteen minutes while they know your face You'd better pray to God you win the human race. I'm like the weather, burning up to fire, burning up to ice. But i'm deathly certain the little things we love shouldn't be denied We get fed something, but we don't want it, We won't live our life with lies You want your own heaven that you'll make better, You just want your own life. Watch out Billie 'fore you go too fast You say it couldn't hurt, but then it couldn't last You get fifteen miute while they're watching you You better hold your breath and hope your dreams come true. Watch out girl you'll never be the same If it's a cruel world you gotta play the game You get fifteen minutes while they know your face You'd better pray to God you win the human race. |
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| Daily Bread |
| Written by Nerina Pallot/Jeremy Stacey. |
| Love is the one thing to rely on And as long as we all have today, we'll be okay. Six o'clock, so you feed the kids And you pack them off to school Take a drive through your secret life It's a mystery to you. It's not the way you thought that it would be.... But love is the stuff that we depend on As we make our daily bread Love is the one thing to rely on And as long as we all have today, we'll be okay. I got my yearbook and I found my picture - For a moment I pretend I'm starting over and the road is open Optimistic to the end. But I do not want what I do not have We all get what we need. It's just a sadness and I can't explain it - Oh the world just gets to me. But every star above will show the way.... And love is the stuff that we depend on As we make our daily bread Love is the one thing to rely on Ans as long as we all have today We'll be okay We'll be okay |
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| Rainbow |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| I don't know where I go wrong - Everything I do just takes so long. I don't know what's up with me I'm swinging from a branch of my family tree... So give me some of yours then, if you think it might get better If you're sure you've got the answer, you know i'm going to let you... Oh, you know it, you're shining like the rainbow And the birds and bees all know your name I could be black, I could be blue, I could be anything for you If you'd just shine your colour like the rainbow. I don't want your sympathy - Just for you to worship me. I just want to be adored, every day of every year. So this is good, and this is bad, and i'm the only God you'll have... Oh, do you dare to disagree? So give me some of yours then, if you don't i'm gonna thieve it. If you thought I was a good girl, you'd better not believe it. Oh, you know it, you're shining like the rainbow And the birds and bees all know your name I could be black, I could be blue, I could be anything for you If you'd just shine your colour like the rainbow. I will be pink, I will be blue, I will be everything for you If you'd just shine your colour like the rainbow... Oh..you'd make me burn for you boy, why should I burn? Why should I burn for you boy, why should I burn? I'm just a girl, i'm just a girl... I'm just a girl, I'm just a girl! Oh, you know it, you're shining like the rainbow And the birds and bees all know your name I could be black, I could be blue, I could be anything for you If you'd just shine your colour like the rainbow. I will be pink, I will be blue, I will be everything for you If you'd just shine your colour like the rainbow... If you'd just shine your colour like the rainbow... If you'd just shine your colour like the rainbow... |
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| Alien |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| Brother won't you look at the sky There's something burning so bright And what it is I can't see But I think it's coming at me. Did you get here in a rocket And did you journey through space? Did your mother never scold you Oh when she looked at your face? Do you know where you come from? Because you look out of place In a town where only the rain comes down You fell down to earth Like and alien, like and alien, like an alien. Funny 'cause I feel quite at ease I think you come here in peace, We're universal in smiles You know they see it for miles Did you get here in a rocket And did you journey through space? Did you mother never scold you Oh when she looked at your face? Do you know where you come from? Because you look out of place In a town where only the rain comes down You fell down to earth Like and alien, like an alien, like and alien. |
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| Jump |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| Oh good Lord above, i'm immune to the love of a good man I go for the suckers, the mean motherf*ckers I can't resist. If I should get bitten. As long as he's smitten I understand That pain comes with pleaure, such bittersweet treasure cannot be missed. So how can you help me now? I can't help myself.... I go on and jump, give it a try Checking the parachute, see if it flies. Oh if I should break my neck I never bruise.... I go on and just, give it a try Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive And if I should break my neck i'll make the news. The Friday night ritual of pulling habitual non-entities. The lawyers, the bankers, the next morning thank yous and "call you soon..." These public school faces, I thought time erases one's misery Oh no, it comes back to haunt you, old photos will taunt of your big mistake So how can you save me now? I can't save myself.... I go on and jump, give it a try Checking the parachute, see if it flies. Oh if I should break my neck I never bruise.... I go on and jump, give it a try Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive And if I should break my neck i'll make the news. I go on and jump, give it a try Checking the parachute, see if it flies. Oh if I should break my neck I never bruise.... I go on and jump, give it a try Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive And if I should break my neck i'll make the news. I go on and jump, give it a try Don't call the ambulance, i'm still alive And if I should break my neck i'll make the news. |
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| Very Good Sir |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| Very good sir, getting better Could be amazing if you'd try. Such a sweet boy, very Catholic Eyes so beautifully wide. But i'm just a bloodhound, really. Hunting with the pack - I do it well. I only chase to pass the time. I have been desperately wondering if you want me lately I only need to see a sign. C'mon and show me now........ Very good sir, getting better But you won't look me in the eye. Do I scare you? If I dared you, Would you like to come inside? Here on the one hand The gentle way of happiness - You only want to drag me down. Coke in your bathroom cabinet - Scary is your night time habit, I want to wipe away your frown... Very good sir, yes it's better Since you looked me in the eye. Such a sweet boy, very Catholic Eyes so beautifully wide. So why must you fight? Why not live and let the world go by every day. And what makes you right? How much you earn? Don't you know your cash won't buy what love will buy. Very good sir, yes it's better Could be amazing if you'd try Such a sweet boy, very Catholic Eyes so beautifully wide. |
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| Dear Frustrated Superstar |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| Dear Frustrated Superstar, your mother's waiting in the car To whisk you off to your new premiere And all the friends who knew your name Are waiting, wondering what became Of the girl that they once knew but never loved They never loved. So every city tells the lie Of beggars, tramps and butterflies Of all these things, then what am I? A princess in a threadbare gown, A gaudy, painted circus clown? A child who lost her key and can't get home? All the things I never was - A traitor in the Western Wars A girl who did it just because. Do or die, or don't at all Prepare to suffer for your call Some things have to hurt or they're not true. They can't be true When you die, you'll wonder, "was that it?" Will you think of how you'd wished you lived? Well, you're here now Yes you're here now. So I only want to be up there With a hundred others, I don't care 'Cause i'm here now Yes i'm here now. Papers, books, philosophy An envelopes eternity I count each passing minute, hour, day..... Wonder how I smile so well, Wonder how they never tell There's really no one living here at all. So here a line from God's own song To comfort you when things go wrong My children never visit anymore. Go searching in my sky at night They must be there to set alight Their mothers aching heart is so unsure I'm so unsure.... When you die, you'll wonder, "was that it?" Will you think of how you'd wished you lived? Well, you're here now Yes you're here now. So I only want to be up there With a hundred others, I don't care 'Cause i'm here now Yes i'm here now. Dear Frustrated Superstar, I really hope you get that far If not, I hope you live I hope you live. |
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| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| Blood Is Blood |
| Tinkerbell, my winged friend, I think we got it wrong. No fairy tale or happy ending, just prehistoric songs. A crystal in my baby's eyes, I want what I can't love So now i've learnt how to despise, I think i've learnt enough..... If blood is blood, then blood will flow - That's all it does, that's all it knows But i've one question, I want something, I want more. So flesh is flesh, an urgent fire It drags you down, this cheap desire. We all want something, maybe beauty, Maybe more...... Absolution, constitution, leave it all behind Take off your shirt, your worried face, and let me lose your mind. I thought that I might change the world, but all I changed was me.. So now I sleep most days and think of where this all might lead. Oh blood is blood, and blood will flow - That's all it does, that's all it knows But i've one question, I want something, I want more. So flesh is flesh, an urgent fire It drags you down, this cheap desire We all want something, maybe beauty, Maybe more...... Blood will rain a little, Down each mountainside - Every cloud will bring you...... Here. Oh blood is blood, and blood will flow - That's all it does, that's all it knows But i've one question, I want something, I want more. So flesh is flesh, an urgent fire (So flesh is flesh, and it twists the soul) It drags you down, this cheap desire (Like a tourniquet, like a begging bowl) We all want something, maybe beauty, (Like some long forbidden treasure in the dirt....) Maybe more...... Oh blood is blood, and blood will flow - (Blood is Blood, and it's on our hands) That's all it does, that's all it knows (That's the price of grace for the common man) But i've one question, I want something, (For that one good hour you pay with all your life) I want more. I want more. |
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| God |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| God is good, I never understood All the darkness in his soul. And God made man, the only way he can, But for a heart he left a hole.. And it's killing you And it's killing me too Are we failing the truth? I'm betting on desire, i'm betting on deceit I'm betting on a moment when everything is sweet I'm betting on disaster in every living hour. Would you burn your fingers if you touched God? Will he let you in if you have or not? Once my friend, I loved you as a child Kissed your face before I slept. Be in my head, and with me when I sleep In the bloodied tears he wept. And it's killing you And it's killing me too Are we failing the truth? I'm betting on indifference, i'm betting on belief I'm thinking of a beauty where ev'rything's complete I'm betting on a laughter, a very distant star.... Would you burn your fingers if you touched God? Will he let you in if you have or not? And it's killing you And it's killing me too Are we failing the truth in everything we do? Are we failing the truth? I'm betting on desire, i'm betting on deceit I'm betting on a moment where everything is sweet I'm thinking of the beauty I love with all my heart..... Would you burn your fingers if you touched God? Will he let you in if you have or not? Will he let you in? |
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| My Last Tango |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| Thousands, no millions of hours We've been skirting around this whole subject Like children stuck in a museum. And i'm dry now. My mouth will not speak, i'm weary and weak And I only wanted to see you again. If that's unfair, just let me know, Just write it down, and then i'll go. But you skate around my human skin An apple where your throat begins Just say.... Just tell the stars to give a sign, Put it in a bottle..... Say you're mine. And it's better, better than music, Better than words to be with you But better that we're apart. Can't you feel it? It's taken me over, left me for dead like Ophelia. Who knew a prince and survived? And so I ask in every line That I might learn of your design Because you skate around my human skin Your name is where my heart begins Just say.... Just tell the stars to give a sign, Put it in a bottle... Say you're mine. Because you skate around my human skin Your name is where my heart begins Just say.... Just tell the stars to give a sign, Put it in a bottle... Say you're mine. |
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| Daphne and Apollo |
| Written by Nerina Pallot. |
| Venus loved Dapne and so did Apollo So why can't I make myself like a tree? Why must I burn daily and nightly When nobody's running - well not after me. Must I wait, must I pray. For something good to come my way? Oh Daphne was stupid! Oh, how could she do it? How could she turn a prince from her door? 'Cause if you came calling, boy i'd let you in But you don't come calling, not anymore. So I wait, and I grow old When i'm dead, then you'll know. Do you know? You know. |
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| The Girl From Lakeville |
| The girl comes from Lakeville Her dad - he cuts hair. It�s a small town in the middle of nowhere. In tried and tested fashion She took a plane and headed west To a city of neuroses, to the one that I love best. Did you think I couldn�t feel it from 5000 miles away? That I wouldn�t sense betrayal in the things he could not say? I may be ditsy - I know I�m uncool But I�m not like you. Sierra Bonita That you�ll never be. And I figure for that you�ll always hate me. But beauty is affliction It scars you from the rest I only wanted to be ordinary, to be no more, to have no less. Did you think he wouldn�t think of me when you moved your hand down there? That he wouldn�t think it strange to run his fingers through your hair? Is the one thing that you want the thing you know you�ll never have? Three lonely people - it�s one sorry mess. Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend I dig the book you bought Hey my girlfriend, girlfriend The record was cool Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend You know you made me smile Oh my girlfriend, girlfriend I thought we�d be friends for a while... I thought that we�d be, I thought we�d be friends girl. What�ya do it for? Hey, what�ya do it for? Why�d ya make me cry, little girl? Cry. Oh the books and records, clouds in mind, I think of you, think of him sometimes... What�ya do it for? I won�t think about it, I won�t think about it Ever again. |
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| 57 Flavours (the height of bad behaviour) |
| Oh the lights here are beautiful Strung like chandeliers in the rain But, in the face of my past misdemeanours I can�t go there again.... So come on and save me from the height of bad behaviour I�ve got a taste for the misadventurous kind So in the light of it, in spite of it all I want your 57 flavours 57 reasons 57 moments 57 bad dreams of you. And it�s so tempting to think of you.... My head on your heart like a marble breeze Still, in theses moments of quiet reflection I know that it�s wrong for to think of it - All the same, I wanna go there again So come on and save me from the height of bad behaviour I�ve got a taste and it�s murderous sometimes So in the light of it, in spite of it all I want your 57 flavours 57 reasons 57 moments 57 bad dreams of you. I�ve got bad dreams..... I�ve got bad dreams of you...... |