1. |
Almeria
01:09
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Instrumental
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2. |
Black Feathers
03:49
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Black feelings deep in the heart of me
Black ashes swallowed, they're choking me
Black feathers I throw in the fire for you
I'm not above a little voodoo
Black shadows cast on our history
Black humour, a sign of my sanity
Black memoirs, a season in hell for you
I shudder to think what I did for you
Don't you know just who I am?
I'm no ordinary man
Black candles flicker in hope for me
Black curtains fall on this tragedy
My black eyes burning a hole in you
My God I saw into the heart of you
Black mirror reflects what's become of me
Black ravens, portents of my sanity
Black roses, my rare and final gift for you
My black heart still keeps a place for you
You don't know what's slipped through your hands
Perhaps one day you'll understand
You know fuck all about the pain
You better hope I don't explain
You'll never realise the shame
Now that it's all gone up in flames
(Break)
Thank you once again my love
For turning everything to black
My best wishes, worst intentions
Your ever hating Jacques
I left everything unread
But as you know it came out black
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Set fire to the piano
And play like you're insane
Don't even think of stopping 'till your fingers feel the strain
Keep hammering those keys
And marking out the beat
You play it so damn quickly you no longer feel the heat
(Chorus:)
'Cos when your body crumbles
And your mind just don't seem right
And your woman done gone left you
It's the only way to fight
If you feed it gin and tears
You'll just make the flames rise higher
People gather round the all-consuming fire
Everybody's queueing
For the flaming pianist
If he cannot use his fingers he'll just use his goddam fists
The temperature is rising
Do you think that it's the flames
Or could it be the music that's attracting all the dames?
(Chorus)
(Instrumental Break)
(Chorus)
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4. |
Bésame Mucho
02:38
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Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Quiero tenerte muy cerca
Mirarme en tus ojos
Verte junto a mi
Piensa que tal ves mañana
Yo ya estaré lejos
Muy lejos de ti
Bésame, bésame mucho
Como si fuera esta noche
La última vez
Bésame, bésame mucho
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
Que tengo miedo a perderte
Perderte después
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5. |
Evil In My Brain
04:22
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There's evil leaking into my brain
Like the gutter's overflowing with the rain
And the cold has got its grip on my fingertips
Like the cold white smile beneath your scarlet lips
And I thank you for everything
You've done for me tonight
There's hemlock in this bottle we share
Like peroxide that's fraying in your hair
And the walls are getting closer as we speak
Like conventions that we spit upon and cheat
And I know you've done everything
I've asked of you tonight
And I know you don't care a thing
For anything but cash tonight
And I thank you for everything
You've done for me tonight...
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6. |
Chansons D'Ivresse
03:33
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There were rumours in Saint Cloud
Monparnasse and Pompidou
Chansons, Chansons d'Ivresse
Whispers on the boulevard
From Opéra to Saint Lazare
Chansons, Chansons d'Ivresse
(Chorus:)
And after the deluge
We're washed up again
A season in hell
With this drunken refrain
From Pigalle to Père Lachaise
In army surplus and Hermès
Chansons, Chansons d'Ivresse
There's weeping in Montmartre
For the green fairy's savage heart
Chansons, Chansons d'Ivresse
(Chorus)
(Blow out)
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7. |
Simple Pleasures
04:24
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Bring a drop of sweet sherry to my lips
I'm a trifle unsteady
I said, "Let's run away, live beyond our means
Go pack your bags; I'm ready."
(Chorus:)
Let me walk you home
I promise that I won't make any unwanted advances
You know in heels like those you can't take any chances
Resist their rakish charms I'll show you what romance is
Simple pleasures make work for idle hands
As hedonists, dear lady
We could live as kings, libertines
Let's emigrate, go crazy
(Chorus)
(Break)
(Chorus)
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It's writ large across the sky
All the words you said were lies
All the promises you made
All the plans we ever made
All I'm left with are just sighs
You said you'd always be with me
I guess it's just a pack of lies
You said you'd never desert me
Now I sit on my own and I cry
And I cry, cry, cry
(He cries, cries, cries)
I cry, cry, cry
(And he doesn't know the reason why)
It's writ large across the screen
All the things you've ever seen
All the books you never read
All the thoughts inside your head
All the words you didn't mean
You said you'd always be with me
I guess it's just a pack of lies
You said you'd never desert me
Now I sit on my own and I cry
And I cry, cry, cry
(He cries, cries, cries)
I cry, cry, cry
(And he doesn't know the reason why)
It's writ large above your bed
All the love we had is dead
All those words as sharp as knives
Wasted years of our lives
All the times I've been misled
You said my home was with you now
But hey I walk a lonesome mile
Wherever you go I will follow
And there's nothing I can do but smile
And I smile, smile, smile
(He smiles, smiles, smiles)
I smile, smile, smile
Which I haven't done in quite a while
(Break)
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9. |
Lascars
03:22
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I saw you falling, falling through town
VIPs were turning you down
Come on baby – give me a frown
It's got nothing to do with me
I saw you sleeping, asleep on the train
Swaying at the station in the rain
It's got nothing to do with me
(Chorus:)
Doesn’t it bring you down?
The lascars hanging around
Oh what is it for?
The sailors queueing outside your door
You don’t come to Marseilles for fun
You traded in your pension for a gun
You laid to rest your never-born son
It's got nothing to do with me
(Chorus)
(Break)
Oh I was born, born to do harm
A couple of Euros and a sackload of charm
So here’s your chance to finish me ma’am
It's got nothing to do with me
You’re turning tricks for the lawyers tonight
They all know how to fight for your rights
But now they stay away from the light
It's got nothing to do with you
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10. |
I've Had A Ball
05:15
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Champagne and caviar
You can't remember who you are
Long nights in winter time
White nights in summer time
Vodka and cigarettes
I don't think you like me ... yet
Your nose so aquiline
Those glances saturnine
(So did you have to do it?
Did you have to say goodbye?)
(Chorus:)
I've had a ball
What a shame to end it all
Why did you tango into me?
Was it just to end your ennui?
Words like bullets gone astray
Down at the Stray Dog Cabaret
A person on their own
No altruism shown
Let's wait another year
And see who turns up here
(Will anyone turn up?
Or was it just one of those things...?)
(Chorus)
We're frozen in the snow
Where did our silence go?
Old pictures solarise
Opinions polarise
We dance while buildings fall
Try to forget it all
Those wars will end one day
To die we're not afraid
(Chorus)
We don't have to end it all...
(Jazz guitar solo)
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Chanson and klezmer inspired cinematic pop.
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