Shady Sadie (songtekst)

dinsdag, 27 februari 2007 (door Jeroen)

Shady Sadie

A fuzzy voice tells you to step outside with your hands above your head
And our house is now surrounded by a group of men
That claim that you’ve been bad

So you look away and quickly put your hands into the air
It’s not because they tell you
But to hide your eyes with hair
I thought you were the fuzzy kind but I was not aware
That when I do not look for things
It doesn’t mean they are not there

You told me several times, well, tell me again cuz
Baby, I believe you’re lying
Cuz when I come home earlier than expected
I see a strangers’ car outside

So you look away and quickly put your hands into the air
It’s not because they tell you
But to hide your eyes with hair
I thought you were the fuzzy kind but I was not aware
That when I do not look for things
It doesn’t mean they are not there

Shady Sadie don’t you cry
Now it’s time to hear your side
Tell me where you were last night
Do you have an alibi?

Coming Home (songtekst)

dinsdag, 27 februari 2007 (door Jeroen)

Coming Home

It’s been many days since I’ve seen the day
And the nights all blur
All this time I threw away

All around, going downtown
Till the lights went out
I don’t remember exactly where I was
When I remembered exactly who I am

But I remember you, my love
In times of wine and bread
All we seemed to have was one
But one was all we had
Running was a good affair
When I was on my way
I decided long ago
That it’s about time
I’m coming home

Now I know there’s gonna be trouble
When I come home
A thousand times I’ve been walking
Down your street
With nothing there
Just you and me

I remember you my love
Nothing as it seems
I see you in my darkest hours
I see you in my dreams
Running was a good affair
When I was on my way
But I decided long ago
And it’s about time
I’m coming home

Hide Away (songtekst)

dinsdag, 27 februari 2007 (door Jeroen)

Hide Away

So what have you got
At the end of the day
Baby, come what may
Do I miss you a lot?
There are pieces of you
In everything I play
There is something to say
But I can’t think of what

And if the bough breaks
Don’t be afraid
We could hide away
We could hide away

And if the bough breaks
Baby, come what may
We could hide away
We could hide away

Beneath your breasts
There’s a holy land
Where I can not come
Where I dare not tread
And when you run
In your P.J’s
I get so hot
And I get so afraid

And if the bough breaks
Don’t be afraid
We could hide away
We could hide away

And if the bough breaks
Baby, come what may
We could hide away
We could hide away.

Not Happening (songtekst)

dinsdag, 27 februari 2007 (door Jeroen)

Not Happening

Please don’t put me through the test
When you touch these hands with naked flesh
I never learned to look away
From this game that we’re both dying to play

And then I see you want it even more than me…

This can’t be happening.

Times of trouble, come to me
Cuz Mary, you know we can’t just let this be
Was it your fault or was it me
I don’t know what is wrong with me
It’s me, it’s me, I know
And it’s more than I can stop now

And then I see you fight it even more than me…

This can’t be happening

Was it your fault or was it me
I don’t know what is wrong with me
It’s me, it’s me, I know
And it’s more than I can stop now
from happening

Can’t stop this from happening
Again.

Full of Fire (songtekst)

dinsdag, 27 februari 2007 (door Jeroen)

Full of Fire

In bed I sweat my sleepless fucking restless head
I choke I smoke in the greatest heatwave that I ever met

So full of fire

Too intense too exciting her furious reckless energy
I’m high it thrills and I’m wild

She is so very much alive she is a storm
She is so full of fire

S.O.S this is not a test
This is my signal of distress
This is my signal of distress
This is the pleasure of distress
A head full of misconnected wire
hot blooded crazy woman
Full of fire

Danger danger I need the fire brigade
I’m sitting on a barrel of gun powder here
There’s a storm coming up I can feel it
I’m boiling it’s burning baby it’s burning

Too intense too exciting her furious reckless energy
It thrills I’m hot and I’m wild

She is so very much alive she is a storm
She is so full of fire

S.O.S this is not a test
This is my signal of distress
This is my signal of distress
This is the pleasure of distress
A head full of misconnected wire
hot blooded crazy woman
Full of fire

My baby she’s so full of fire.