希望有同好的可以交流下 Needle In The Camel’s Eye (Brian Eno/Paul Manzanera) Those who know They don’t let it show They just give you one long glance And you’ll go oh, oh, oh, oh. Goes to show How winds blow The weather’s fine And I feel so, so, so, so, so. Birds of Prey With too much to say Oh what could be my destiny Another rainy day. Why ask why For by the by and by, All mysteries are just more Needles in the camel’s eye. Up Hot One (Nathan Larson/Shudder to Think) Well you’re the grand wild Have you noticed When you walk in all the fairy boys are pale and nervous Well my starship doesn’t want me And neither does his world I’m glad I caught you on my view screen, Sailor You’re the grand Wilde Come and court me ’Cause this wooing Is what I’m wanting When my spaceship comes to orbit Then hold me like a girl I am the captain of the gravity, Maxwell Everywhere I see your faces Hot One From the starship over Venus to the Sun But, it’s a crime! You’re mistaken! A momentary seizure...of love Oh, love Well you’re the grand wild But Darling, I’m a mess I’ve got to humanize my wrinkled form But the boys are not impressed When my spaceship comes to orbit Just hold me like a girl I’ll be the captain of the gravity, Maxwell I see your faces in the strangest places Hot One From the starship over Venus to the Sun But, it’s a crime! You’re mistaken! Momentary seizure...of love Oh, love Hot One From the starship over Venus to the Sun But, it’s a drag! You’re so mean, Destroying my belief in, in love Oh, love. Up 20th Century Boy (Marc Bolan) Friends say it’s fine friends say it’s good Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood I move like a rat talk like a cat sting like a bee babe I’m gonna be your man And it’s plain to see, you were meant for me I’m your toy, your 20th Century Boy Friends say it’s fine friends say it’s good Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood Fly like a plane Drive like a car Hold out your hand Babe I’m gonna be your man 20th Century Boy I wanna be your toy Up 2HB (Brian Ferry) Oh I was moved by your screen dream Celluloid pictures living Your death could not kill our love for you Take two people romantic Smoky nightclub situation Your cigarette traces a ladder Here抯 looking at you kid Celebrate years Here抯 looking at you kid Wipe away tears Long time since we抮e together Now I hope it抯 forever Ideal love flies away now White jacket moon black tie wings too You gave her away to the hero Words don抰 express my meaning Notes could not spell out the score But finding not keeping抯 the lesson Here抯 looking at you kid Hard to forget Here抯 looking at you kid At least not yet Your memory stays It lingers ever Will fade away never Up T.V. Eye (Dave Alexander/Scott Asheton/Ron Ashteon/Jim Osterberg, Jr.) Well see that cat yeah, I do mean you Well see that cat yeah, I do mean you Shoot your T.V. Eye on me Shoot your T.V. Eye Shoot your T.V. Eye on me Shoot your T.V. Eye See that girl Yeah, the one out there See that girl Yeah, the one out there Well see that girl Yeah I love her so See that girl You know I love her so Up The Ballad Of Maxwell Demon (C. Wedren/Shudder To Think) Got tired of wastin’ gas Living above the planets Mister, show me the way to Earth The boys of Quadrant 44 With their vicious metal hounds Never come round here no more Sometimes I wonder if I’m still alive I’m six feet down at age 25 Maxwell’s led the demon rock hand jive I came down like water For the age of solar love And hail to the father Kiss your sons and daughters Goodbye, goodbye Steam scared and roller Ladytron controller Ten feet tall, better walk it back down Despite the great duress Always get off, cause damn it, It’s the only sure-fire way to win Your poison doesn’t hurt me no, tender wine disguised in a milk bath, bad TV show. I’m here to celebrate the one below Last I heard from good god above Was the slap on my ass by a lipstick-kissed elbow glove! Up The Whole Shebang (Grant Lee Phillips) Darlin’ you can’t live your life singing songs in exile, you were born for stardom’s crown and not for self denial, so don’t you close the door on fate, when she comes to call, and tell her that you’ll join her there, at the masqueraders ball, funny how some people never love at all... We’ll take the whole shebang, all or nothing, anything, ecstasy’s the birthright of our gang We’ll take the whole shebang, free your heart of guilt and shame, come and claim what’s yours the whole shebang Nothing on this earth could hold you prisoner my dear except for contemplations evil, brother, known as fear but love is extraterrestrial, and love falls from the stars, like Maxwell Demon’s silver disc into this world of ours, Kick up your heels and paint your face, wave goodbye to yesteryear, we could sway in outer space from the chandelier Woe, sometimes it breaks my heart to hide my tears Up Ladytron (Bryan Ferry) You抳e got me girl on the run around run around You抳e got me all around town You抮e got me girl on the run around And it抯 getting me down, getting me down Lady if you want to find a lover Then you look no further For I抦 gonna be your only Searching at the start of the season And my only reason Is that I抣l get to you I抣l find some way of connection Hiding my intention Then I抣l move up close to you I抣l use you and I抣l confuse you And the I抣l lose you But still you won抰 suspect me Up We Are The Boys (Cocker/Banks/Doyle/Mackay/Webber) We are the boys and we are a class act we’re getting trashed So make some noise We are the boys We are the lads We’re street wit swags We need their fags We got no choice We are the boys We are the boys and we don’t ask why because we’re alive we are the boys We are the boys We’re in the place so shut your face you’ve got no choice We are the boys We are the guys we’re getting high while you’re getting by so just make some noise We are the boys and we don’t ask why ’cause we’re always right because we’re alive and we are the boys We are the boys and don’t look now ’cause we’re coming down to make new noise ’cause we are the boys Now we are the men and that was then it won’t happen again but we had no choice ’cause we were the boys we were the boys but we’re not anymore no now we’re so mature now we’ve got it short because we’re not so sure no we’re not so sure we’re not so sure that’s for sure not so sure not so sure as we were when we were the boys we were the boys we were the boys c’mon, we’re still the boys Up Virginia Plain (Bryan Ferry) Make me a deal and make it straight All signed and sealed, I抣l take it To Robert E. Lee I抣l show it I hope and pray he don抰 blow it 碿ause We抳e been around a long time just try try try tryin?to Make make the big time Take me on a roller coaster Take me for an airplane ride Take me for a six days wonder but don抰 you Don抰 you throw my pride aside besides What抯 real and make believe Baby Jane抯 in Acapulco we抮e all flyin?down to Rio Throw me a line I抦 sinking fast Clutching at straws can抰 make it Havana sound we抮e trying hard edge the hipster jiving Last picture shows down the drive-in You抮e so sheer you抮e so chic Teenage rebel of the week Flavors of the mountain streamline Midnight blue casino floors Dance the cha-cha through till sunrise Open up exclusive doors oh wow! Just like flamingos look the same So me and you, just we two got to reach for something new Far beyond the pale horizon Some place near the desert strand Where my Studebaker takes me That抯 where I抣l make my stand but wait Can抰 you see that Holzer mane What抯 her name, Virginia Plain! Up Personality Crisis (David Johansen/Johnny Thunders) Well we can’t take it this week and her friends don’t want another speech hoping for a better day to hear what she’s got to say all about that Personality Crisis you got it while it was hot but now frustration and heartache is what you got (that’s why they talk about Personality) But now your tryin to be some no you got to do some wanna be someone who cow wow wows but you think about the times you did, they took every ounce when it sure got to be a shame when you start to scream and shout you got to contradict all those times you were butterflyin’ about you were butterflyin’ all about that Personality Crisis you got it while it was hot but now frustration and heartache is what you got And you’re a prima ballerina on a spring afternoon change on into the wolfman howlin’ at the moon hooowwwl all about that Personality Crisis you got it while it was hot but now frustration and heartache is what you got now with all the crossin fingers that mother nature says your mirrors get jammed up with all your friends that personality everything starts to bend Personality when your mind starts to bend Personality impression of a friend, of a friend, of a friend, of a friend, of a friend Personality wonderin how celebrities ever met look and find out on television Personality Crisis you got it while it was hot frustration and heartache is all you got don’t you worry Personality Crisis please don’t cry it’s just a Personality Crisis please don’t stop because you walk a Personality talk a Personality Up Satellite Of Love (Lou Reed) Satellite’s gone, up to the skies Things like that drive me out of my mind I watched it for a little while I like to watch things on TV. Satellite Of Love Satellite’s gone, way up to Mars Soon it will be filled with parking cars I watched it for a little while I like to watch things on TV. I’ve been told that you’ve been bold With Harry, Mark, and John Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday through Thursday With Harry, Mark, and John Up Diamond Meadows (Marc Bolan) If I could have grown All upon my own If I could have grown I grew If I could have grew I do If I had a throne You could call it home If I cry my tears are yours To open any frozen doors Hey let’s do it like we’re friends Let’s do it do it Hey let’s do it like we’re friends Up Bitter’s End (Paul Kimble) At last the crimson chord cascade To shower dry cordials within Too late to leap the chocolate gate Pale fountains fizzing fort pink gin While destiny begins to fly The farmyard chorus sings its wake Upstanding anthem to the sky Too soon to realize their fate You were the raven of October I knew the sign you flew around Up in the air so high above me Never needed to look down I never though I’d be a rover I didn’t even look around But now I know you’ve found another So will someone please find me Give now the host his claret cup And watch madeira’s farewell drink Note his reaction acid sharp Should make the cognoscenti think Up Baby’s On Fire (Brian Eno) Baby’s On Fire Better throw her in the water Look at her laughing Like a heifer to the slaughter Baby’s On Fire And all the laughing boys are bitching Waiting for photos Oh the plot is so bewitching Rescuers row, row Do your best to change the subject Blow the wind blow, blow Lend some assistance to the object Photographers snip-snap Take your time she’s only burning This kind of experience Is necessary for her learning If you’d be my flotsam I could be half the man I used to They said you were hot stuff And that’s what baby’s been reduced to Juanita and Juan Very clever with maracas Making their fortune Selling second-hand tobaccos Juan dances at Chico’s And when the clients are addicted He empties their ashtrays And pockets all that he’s collected But baby’s on fire And all the instruments agree that Her temperature’s rising But any idiot would know that Up Bitter-Sweet (Andy Mackay/Brian Ferry) Well this is such A sad affair I’ve opened up my heart So many times But now it’s closed Oh my dear Every salted tear It wrings Bitter-sweet applause But when the show’s in full swing Every once in a while High stepping chorus lines Mean I’m forgetting Mein lullaby ?liebchen How rich in contrast Love can be Sometimes I’m quite amused To see it twist and turn To taste - both sweet and dry These vintage years! Lovers you consume, my friend As others their wine Nein, dass ist nicht Das Ende der Welt Gestrandet an Leben und Kunst Und das Spiel geht weiter Wie man weiss Noch viele Schoenste ... Wiedersehn And now, as you turn to leave You try to force a smile - As if to compensate - Then you break down and cry Up Tumbling Down (Steve Harley) Gee, but it’s hard When one lowers one’s guard to the vultures Now, me I regard it A torturous hardship that smoulders Like a peppermint eaten away Will I fight? Will I swagger, or sway? Tee hee, milady She cries like a baby Scold us See her tumbling down Hail to the monkey We’re having a funky reunion Wasted and sunk he can only have Sunday communion He’s got nicotine stains in his eyes He’s got nothing to protect but his pride Oh smothered a kiss Or be drowned in blissful confusion Up Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me) (Steve Harley) You’ve done it all, you’ve broken every code and pulled the rebel to the floor You spoilt the game, no matter what you say for only metal - what a bore! Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies? Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, running wild There’s nothing left, all gone and run away Maybe you’ll tarry for a while It’s just a test A game for us to play Win or lose, it’s hard to smile Resist, resist It’s from yourself you have to hide There ain’t no more You’ve taken everything From my belief in Mother Earth Can you ignore My faith in everything ’Cause I know what faith is and what it’s worth Away, away And don’t say maybe you’ll try to... Up Avenging Annie (Andy Pratt) They ran through hills and forest As two under a spell He was a city boy Floyd the outlaw And she thought she knew him well. Long after that great summer When she first came into her fame And the avenger from Oklahoma Was added to her name The avenger she became. Well they call her avenging Annie The avenger of womanhood She spends her whole life telling lies These on a mess and over good She’ll take all these spoilt young hippies Running around playing games They’re surrounding your bed, she’ll blow your head She’ll put you through a change. What you’ve done to others She’ll do unto you. Then she met her sensitive outlaw He was the best thing she ever did seen She was to be his wife for the rest of her life, But she was so blind she could never had seen. No! So she joined up with her outlaw And headed for California. He treated her worse than she’d ever imagined He didn’t say he didn’t want her around He kept it up so long, she couldn’t be strong He run her right into the ground. After five long years, He picked her up and slapped her down. Then she told her friends about him They all were on her side But she could see through the haze he looked so pale She put her head right down and she cried. For her poor lover She cried like a mother for her poor lover. And now she lives on a mountain top And she’s almost thirty-five And she’s found her peace and found her release Happy just to be alive. And she might go back to her Floyd If she thinks it’s the thing to do He gave up murder and theft after she left And you know she still loves him to Just like a worn out shoe Just like a worn out shoe Just like a worn out shoe Just like a worn out shoe Just like a worn out shoe Just like a worn out shoe Just like a worn out shoe Well they call her avenging Annie The avenger of womanhood She spends her whole life telling lies Leads them on a mess and over good. Up Coz I Luv You (Slade) I won’t laugh at you when you boo hoo hoo Coz I luv you I can’t turn my back On the things you like Coz I luv you I just like the things you do Don’t you change the things you do You get me in a spot, that’s all the smile you got When I luv you You make me out of cloud And you put me down I still luv you I just like the things you do Don’t you change the things you do Yeah When you bite your lip, you’re going to flip your flip Coz I luv you When we are miles apart, you still reach my heart How I luv you I just like the things you do Don’t you change the things you do Only time can tell you can I well Coz I luv you It makes such fun when you’re beside my side Coz I luv you I just like the things you do Don’t you change the things you do La, la, la .... Luv, luv .... La, la, la .... Luv, luv .... La, la, la .... Luv, luv .... Up The Fat Lady Of Limbourg (Brian Eno) Well I rang up Pantucci spoke to Lucia Gave them all they needed to know If affairs are proceeding as we’re expecting Soon enough the weak spots will show I assume you understand that we have options on your time And will ditch you in the harbor if we must But if it all works out nicely, you’ll get the bonus you deserve From doctors we trust. The Fat Lady of Limbourg Looked at the samples that we sent And furrowed her brow You would never believe that She’d tasted Royalty and Fame If you saw her now But her sense of taste is such that she’ll distinguish with her tongue The subtleties a spectrograph would miss And announce her decision while demanding her reward A jelly fish kiss. Now we checked out this duck quack Who laid a big egg oh so black it shone just like gold. And the kids from the city finding it pretty Took it home and there it was sold It was changing hands for weeks Till someone left it by their fire And it melted to a puddle on the floor For it was only a candle a Roman scandal Oh oh and now it’s a pool. That’s what we’re paid for That’s what we’re paid for That’s what we’re paid for here Up A Little Of What You Fancy Does You Good (Lindsay Kemp) I always hold in having it, if you fancy it, If you fancy it, that’s understood. And suppose it makes you fat, I don’t worry over that Cos a little of what you fancy does you good. Up Tutti Frutti (Richard Penniman, Dorothy La Bostrie, Joe Lubin) Wop bop a loo bop a lop bam boom! Tutti frutti, oh rutti, Tutti frutti, oh rutti, Tutti frutti, oh rutti, Tutti frutti, oh rutti, Tutti frutti, oh rutti, Wop bop a loo bop a lop bam boom! I got a gal, named Sue, she knows just what to do, I got a gal, named Sue, she knows just what to do, She rocks to the East, she rocks to the West, She is the gal that I love best, Tutti frutti, ... I got a gal, named Daisy, she almost drives me crazy, Got a gal, named Daisy, she almost drives me crazy, She knows how to love me, yes indeed, Boy you don’t know what she’s doin’ to me, Tutti frutti, ... Up Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh yeah!) (Gary Glitter) We’ve been here too long Tryin’ to get along Pretendin’ that you’re oh so shy I’m a natural ma’am Doin’ all I can My temperature is runnin’ high Cry at night No one in sight An’ we got so much to share Talking’s fine If you got the time But I ain’t got the time to spare Yeah Do you wanna touch (Yeah) Do you wanna touch (Yeah) Do you wanna touch me there, where Do you wanna touch (Yeah) Do you wanna touch (Yeah) Do you wanna touch me there, where There, yeah Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Every girl an’ boy Needs a little joy All you do is sit an’ stare Beggin’ on my knees Baby, won’t you please Run your fingers through my hair My, my, my Whiskey and rye Don’t it make you feel so fine Right or wrong Don’t it turn you on Can’t you see we’re wastin’ time, yeah Do you wanna touch (Yeah) Do you wanna touch (Yeah) Do you wanna touch me there, where Do you wanna touch (Yeah) Do you wanna touch (Yeah) Do you wanna touch me there, where There, yeah Up Band Of Gold (Freda Payne) Now that you’re gone All that’s left is a band of gold All that’s left of the dreams I hold Is a band of gold And the memories of what love could be If you are still here with me You took me from the shelter of a mother I had never known Who loved any other We kissed after taking vows But that night on our honeymoon We stayed in separate rooms I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom Hoping soon that you’ll walk Back through that door And love me like you tried before Since you’ve been gone All that’s left is a band of gold All that’s left of the dreams I hold Is a band of gold And the dream of what love could be If you are still here with me Ooh, don’t you know that I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom Hoping soon that you’ll walk Back through that door And love me like you tried before Since you’ve been gone All that’s left is a band of gold All that’s left of the dreams I hold Is a band of gold And the dream of what love could be If you are still here with me Up Sebastian (Steve Harley) Radiate simply, the candle is burning, so low for me Generate me limply, can’t seem to place your name, Cherie To rearrange all these thoughts in a moment is suicide Come to a strange place, we’ll talk over old times we never smile Somebody called me Sebastian Somebody called me Sebastian Work out a rhyme, toss me the time, lay me, you’re mine And we all know, oh yeah! Your Persian eyes sparkle; your lips, ruby blue, never speak a sound And you, oh so gay, with Parisian demands, you can run-around And your view of society screws up my mind like you’ll never know Lead me away, come inside, see my mind in kaleidoscope Somebody called me Sebastian Somebody called me Sebastian Mangle my mind, love me sublime, do it in style, So we all know, oh yeah! You’re not gonna run, babe, we only just begun, babe, to compromise Slagged in a Bowery saloon, love’s a story we’ll serialize Pale angel face; green eye-shadow, the glitter is outasight No courtesan could begin to decipher your beam of light Somebody called me Sebastian Somebody called me Sebastian Dance on my heart, laugh, swoop and dart, la-di-di-da, Now we all know you, yeah! Up Cosmic Dancer (Marc Bolan) I was dancing when I was twelve I was dancing when I was aaah I danced myself right out the womb Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself right out of the womb. I was dancing when I was eight Is it strange to dance so late I danced myself into the tomb Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself into the tomb Is it wrong to understand The fear that dwells inside a man What’s it like to be a loon I liken it to a balloon I danced myself right out of the womb Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself into the tomb But then again once more I danced myself right out of the womb Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself right out of the womb Up My Unclean (Ewan McGregor) Won’t you come with me To a place that抯 real Come and take my hand and we’ll find a thrill Can’t you see? I wanna tear it down Come with me I wanna kick it all around Tell me what you need I wanna be your unclean Give me anything And I’ll be your dream Yeah your only dream And I’ll set Up Dead Finks Don’t Talk (Brian Eno) Oh cheeky cheeky Oh naughty sneaky You’re so perceptive And I wonder how you knew. But dead finks don’t walk too well (oh no) A bad sense of direction (oh no) And so they stumble round in threes (oh no) Such a strange collection. Oh, you headless chicken Can those poor teeth take so much kicking? You’re always so charming As you make your way up here. And dead finks don’t dress too well No discrimination To be a zombie all the time Requires such dedication. "Oh please sir, will you let it go by, ’Cos I failed both tests with my legs both tied In my place the stuff is all there I’ve been ever so sad for a very long time. My my, they wanted the works: Can you this? and that? I never got a letter back More fool me, bless my soul More fool me, bless my soul." Oh perfect masters They thrive on disasters They all look so harmless Till they find their way up here. But dead finks don’t talk too well They’ve got a shaky sense of diction It’s not so much a living hell It’s just a dying fiction. Up Gimme Danger (Iggy Pop/James Williamson) Gimme danger, little stranger And I’ll feel you bleed Gimme danger, little stranger And I’ll heal your disease There’s nothing in my dreams Just some ugly memories Kiss me like the ocean breeze Now if you will be my lover I will shiver and sing But if you can’t be my master I will do anything There’s nothing left alive but a pair of dark glassy eyes Raise my fears one more time Come on little danger, die a little stranger Swear you’re gonna feel my hands Right on little stranger, try a little danger Swear you’re gonna feel my hands Swear you’re gonna feel my hands Swear you’re gonna feel my hands Can you feel it |
