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Home - D- Damien Rice - Album 9 (2006) Paroles - Lyrics

Damien Rice - 9 Crimes Paroles  / Lyrics
Damien Rice - The Animals Were Gone Paroles - Lyrics
Damien Rice - Elephant Paroles  / Lyrics
Damien Rice - Rootless Tree  Paroles  / Lyrics
Damien Rice - Dogs Paroles  / Lyrics
Damien Rice - Coconut Skins  Paroles  / Lyrics
Damien Rice - Me, my yoke and I  Paroles  / Lyrics
Damien Rice - Grey Room  Paroles - Lyrics
Damien Rice - Accidental Babies Paroles - Lyrics
Damien Rice - Sleep, Don’t Weep Paroles - Lyrics
9 Crimes
Leave me out with the waste 
This is not what i do 
It's the wrong kind of place 
To be thinking of you 
It's the wrong time 
For somebody new 
It's a small crime 
And i've got no exuse

Is that alright? 
Give my gun away when it's loaded 
Is that alright? 
If u dont shoot it how am i supposed to hold it 
Is that alright? 
Give my gun away when it's loaded 
Is that alright 
Is that alright with u? 

Leave me out with the waste 
This is not what i do 
It's the wrong kind of place 
To be cheating on you 
It's the wrong time 
but she's pulling me through 
It's a small crime 
And I've got no exuse 

Is that alright? 
Give my gun away when it's loaded 
Is that alright? 
If u dont shoot it how am i supposed to hold it 
Is that alright? 
Give my gun away when it's loaded 
Is that alright 
Is that alright with u? 

Is that alright? 
Is that alright? 
Is that alright with u? 
Is that alright? 
Is that alright? 
Is that alright with u? 

No...



Elephant
This has got to die 
This has got to stop 
This has got to lie down 
Someone else on top 
This has got to stop 
This has got to lie down 
Someone else on top 

You can keep me pinned 
'Cause it's easier to tease
But you can't paint an elephant 
Quite as good as she 
She may cry like a baby 
Drive me crazy 'cause I like you 

So why'd you have to lie? 
I take it I'm your crutch 
The pillow in your pillow case 
It's easier to touch 
When you think you're safe 
You fall upon your knees 
But you're living in your picture 
Breathe, and she may rise if I sing you down 
And she may drive me into the ground 

'Cause I'm lately, horny.. 
'Cause I like you, will she take me



Dogs
She lives with an orange tree 
The girl who does yoga 
She picks the dead ones from the ground 
When we come over 

She gives 
I get 
Without giving 
Anything to me 

Like a morning sun 
Like a morning 
Like a morning sun 
Morning sun for me 

Girl that does yoga 
When we come over 
Girl that does yoga 

And he lives with a little house 
On the side of a little hill 
Picks the litter from the ground 
Litter little brother spills 

He gives 
I get 
Without giving 
Anything to me 

The days they 
And the dogs they run 
And the dogs they run 
The good good morning sun

Side of a little hill 
Litter little brother spills 
Side of a little hill 

And she's always dressed in white 
She's like an angel 
And she burns our eyes 
And she turns 
She pulls a smile 
We drive her round 
And she drives us wild 
And she moves like a little girl 
I become a child, man 
And she moves my world 
And she gets smashed in (??) 
And walks away 
and leaves me standing 

She lives with a little dog 
That's gone just a little mad 
She's got a wolf to keep her warm 
If ever she's feeling sad 

And she gives 
He gets 
Without giving 
Anything to see 

And the day it ends 
And the day it 
And the day it ends 
And there's no need for me 

The girl who does yoga 
When we come over 
The side of a little hill 
Litter little brother spills 
Gonna be the man 
If ever she's feeling sad
Girl who does yoga


Damien Rice - Grey Room 
Well I’ve been here before 
I’ve sat on the floor 
In a grey grey room 
Where I stay in all day 
I don’t eat, but I play 
With this grey grey food 
Désolé, If someone is prayin’ 
Then I might break out 
Désolé, even if I scream 
I can’t scream that loud 
I’m all alone again 
Crawling back home again 
Just stuck by the phone again 

Yeah, well I’ve been here before 
Sat on a floor 
In a grey grey mood 
Where I stay up all night 
And all that I write 
Is a grey grey tune 
So pray for me child 
Just for a while 
And I might break out yeah, 
Pray for me child 
Even a smile 
Would do for now 
So I’m all alone again 
Crawling back home again 
Just stuck by the phone again 

Have I still got you to be my open door 
Have I still got you to be my sandy shore 
Have I still got you to cross my bridge in this storm 
Have I still got you to keep me warm 

Coz if I squeeze my grape 
And I drink my wine yeah 
Coz if I squeeze my grape 
And I drink my wine yeah 
Yeah, Oh coz nothing is lost 
This is frozen in frost 
And it’s opening time 
And there’s no-one in line 

But I’ve still got me to be your open door 
I’ve still got me to be your sandy shore 
I’ve still got me to cross your bridge in this storm 
And I’ve still got me to keep me warm 

Warmer than warm yeah 
Warmer than warm yeah 
Warmer than warm yeah 
Warmer than warm yeah 


Damien Rice - Accidental Babies
Well I held you like a lover 
Happy hands 
And elbow in the appropriate place 

And we ignore our others
Happy plans 
That delicate look upon your face 

A mind crystal hardened
Hurting parts of your garden
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows
What we have done

Do you come 
Together ever with him 
Is he dark enough 
Enough to see your light 
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss 
Do you miss my smell 
And is he bold enough to take you on 
Do you feel like you belong 
And does he drive you wild 
Or just mildly free 
What about me 

Well you held me like a lover 
Sweaty hands 
And my foot in the appropriate place 

And we use cushions to cover 
Happy glands 
In mild issue of our disgrace 

Our bodies pressed and hardened 
Turning our desire in 
With no room for a pardon 
In a place where no one knows 
What we have done 

Well I know I make you cry 
And I know sometimes you wanna die 
But do you really feel alive without me 
If so, be free 
If not, leave him for me 
Before one of us has accidental babies 

We aren't free 

Do you come 
Together ever with him 
Is he dark enough 
Enough to see your light 
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss 
Do you miss my smell 
Is he bold enough to take you on 
Do you feel like you belong 
And does he drive you wild 
Or just mildly free 

What about me 
What about me 
What about...
 

The Animals Were Gone
Woke up and for the first time the animals were gone 
It's left this house empty now, not sure if I belong 
Yesterday you asked me to write you a pleasant song 
I'll do my best now but you've been gone now for so long 

The window's open now and the winter settles in 
We'll call it Christmas when the adverts begin 
I love your depression and I love your double chin 
I love most everything you bring to this offering

Oh I know that I've left you in places of despair 
Oh I know that I love you so please throw down your hair 

At night I dream without you 
And hope I don't wake up 
Cause waking up without you 
Is like drinking from an empty cup 

Woke up and for the first time the animals were gone 
Our clocks are ticking now so before our time is gone 
We can get a house and some boxes on the lawn 
We can make babies and accidental songs 

I know I've been a liar and I know I've been a fool 
I hope we didn't break it but I'm glad we broke the rules 
My cave is deep now yet your light is shining through 
I cover my eyes, still all I see is you 

Oh I know I've left you in places of despair 
Oh I know that I love you so please throw down your hair 

At night I dream without you 
And hope that I don't wake up 
Cause waking up without you 
Is like drinking from an empty cup



Rootless Tree
What I want from you is empty your head 
But they say be true, don't stay in your bed 
We do what we need to be free 
And it leans on me like a rootless tree 

What I want from us is learn to let go
But we fade the forests, fracture the tide 
We go blind when we needed to see 
And it leans on me, like a rootless... 

So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you 
And all you didn't do 
I said bleed it, bleed it, bleed it 
There's nothing in you 
And do you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so much 
That you can't let me out, let me out, let me out 
Of hell when you're around 
Let me out, let me out, let me out 
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out 

What I want from this 
Is to learn to let go 
No not of you 
Of all that's been told 
Killers re-invent and believe 
And it leans on me, like a rootless... 

So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you 
And all you didn't do 
I said leave it, leave it, leave it 
It's nothin anyway 
And did you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so much 
That you can't let me out, let me out, let me out... 
It's hell when you're around... 

So fuck you, fuck you, fuck you 
And all we've been through 
I said leave it, leave it, leave it 
It's nothing anyway 
And do you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so much 
That you can't let me out, let me out, let me out... 
Hell when you're around... 
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out...


Damien Rice - Coconut Skins 
You can hold her hand 
And show her how you cry 
Explain to her your weakness 
So she understands: 
And then roll over and die! 

You can brave decisions 
Before you crumble up inside 
Spend your time asking 
Everyone else's permission: 
And then run away and hide! 

You can sit on chimneys 
And put some fire up your ass! 
No need to know 
What you're doing or waiting for: 
But if anyone should ask? 
Tell them I've been licking coconut skins 
And we've been hanging out! 
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins 
And relieve us our doubt 

You can hold her eggs 
But your basket has a hole 
You can lie between her legs 
And go lookin' for: 
Tell her you're searching for her soul! 

You can wait for ages 
And watch your compost turn to coal 
But time is contagious: 
Everybody's getting old. 

You can sit on chimneys 
And put some fire up your ass! 
No need to know 
What you're doing or waiting for: 
But if anyone should ask? 
Tell them I've been cooking coconut skins 
And we've been hanging out! 
Tell them God just dropped by to forgive our sins 
And relieve us our doubt.



Damien Rice - Me, my yoke and I 
My drum, my drum, my drum 
Gonna make ya 
My drum, my drum, my drum 
Gonna make ya come 

My book, my book, my book 
Gonna make ya 
My book, my book, my book 
Gonna make ya look 

My hand, my hand, my hand 
My hand going under 
My hand, my hand, my hand 
My hand going understand 

My fall, my fall 
My fall gonna break ya 
My fall, my fall 
My fall gonna break your wall 

I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad 
Like a big dog 
I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad 
Like a big dog yeah 
My god, my god, my god 
Gave me a rod 
My god, my god, my god 
Gave me a rod 

This shell, this shell, this shell 
This shell, this shell, this shell yeah 

(Won't you beat) 
My drum, my drum, my drum 
Gonna make ya 
(Won't you beat)(Won't you beat) 
My drum, my drum, my drum 
Gonna make ya come) 

(Won't you read) 
My book, my book, my book 
Gonna make ya 
(Won't you read)(Won't you read) 
My book, my book, my book 
Gonna make ya look 

(Won't you push) 
My hand, my hand, my hand 
Going under 
(Won't you push)(Won't you push) 
My hand, my hand, my hand 
Going understand 

(Won't you break) 
My fall, my fall, my fall 
My fall gonna break ya 
(Won't you break)(Won't you break) 
My fall, my fall, my fall 
My fall gonna break your wall 

(Bang) 
I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad 
Like a big dog 
(Bang)(Bang)(Bang) 
I'm mad, I'm mad, I'm mad 
Like a big dog yeah 

My god, my god, my god 
Gave me a rod 
My god, my god, my god 
Gave me a rod 

This shell, this shell, this shell 
This shell, this shell, this shell yeah


Damien Rice - Sleep, Don’t Weep 
Sleep. Don’t weep, 
My sweet love. 
Your face, it's all wet. 
And your day was rough. 
So do what you must do 
To find yourself. 
Wear another shoe. 
Paint my shelf. 
There's times that I was broke 
When you stood strong. 
I think I’ve found a place 
Where I … 

Sleep. Don’t weep, 
My sweet love. 
Your face, it's all wet 
‘Cause our days were rough. 
So do what you must do 
To fill that hole. 
Wear another shoe 
To comfort the soul. 
There's times that I was broke 
When you stood strong. 
I think I’ve found a place 
Where I feel I will… 

Sleep. Don’t weep, 
My sweet love. 
My face, it's all wet 
‘Cause my day was rough. 
So do what you must do 
To find yourself. 
Wear another shoe. 
Paint my shelf. 
There's times that I was broke 
When you stood strong. 
I hope I find a place 
Where I feel I…belong 

Sleep. Don’t weep, 
My sweet love. 
My face it's all wet 
'Cause my day was rough. 

Don't weep, my sweet love. 
My face, it's all wet 
'Cause my days are rough.
 

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