Cover di Chelsea Girl Live

Chelsea Girl Live
Live - 1966 - Debaser id 3046

di Nico

When I dream in
When I scream in
When I wipe my
Dirty hands clean

Tananore
Aye oh dey ney da
Tananore
Aye oh dey ney da
Ah no sa ney

When I dream in
When I scream in
When I wipe my
Dirty hands clean

Ah ha ha ha ...
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha

When I dream in
When I scream in
When I wipe my
Dirty hands clean

Tananore
Aye oh dey ney da
Tananore
Aye oh dey ney da
Ah no sa ney

Ah no sa ney
Il tuo voto:
Give awareness and some light
To the darkness outside
A roof above my head might just be right
For such a tender night

Give awareness and some light
To the darkness outside
A roof above my head might just be right
For such a tender night tender night

The bridge will show you how to fall
More than one good person you can call

Stepping on the stairway
Climbing up the wall
Has the man I told you about
Stopped in here or called?

Stepping on the stairway
climbing up the wall
Has the man I told you about
Stopped in here or called?

Was it the right moment to lift his head
And did he see that you are mad

Seven daughters and one son
And their father's on the run
He is gone long past midnight
From the Towers strikes the time.

What will they do when morning dawns
They may not be able to explain

Are you ready for a good fight
Are you ready for laughter
It is you that we are after
It is you

You can give me one more chance
Forget that it is me who must fight
Il tuo voto:
My heart is empty
But the songs I sing
Are filled with love for you"

A man said that to me
That's how I know

Sometimes love it does not show
Sometimes it does not even know
There is no witness to my anger
When it stabs until he dies
I am looking for the strangler
To help me, help me with my crime

Show me the way to warning
Warning for the morning light
I will stab it with a knife
The blinding sun
The heartbeat for the time to come

The honesty
That lies to you

My heart is empty
But the songs I sing
Are filled with love for you
Il tuo voto:
Janitor of lunacy
Paralyze my infancy
Petrify the empty cradle
Bring hope to them and me

Janitor of tyranny
Testify my vanity
Mortalize my memory
Deceive the Devil's deed

Tolerate my jealousy
Recognize the desperate need

Janitor of lunacy
Identify my destiny
Revive the living dream
Forgive their begging scream

Seal the giving of their seed
Disease the breathing grief
Il tuo voto:
The hours since I saw you last
Have left me in an unknown past
They do not seem to leave me
They seem to join me on the road
Or even when I take a boat

A light
Insanely bright is standing
A fainting force
My loneliness remains attending

The hours since I saw you last
Have left me in an unknown past
They do not seem to leave me
They seem to join me on the road
Or even when I take a boat

A light
Insanely bright is standing
A fainting force
My loneliness remains attending
Il tuo voto:
When I remember what to say
When I remember what to say
You will know me again
And you forget to answer

When I remember what to say
When I remember what to say
You will know me again
And you forget to answer

You seem not to be listening
You seem not to be listening
The high tide is taking everything
And you forget to answer

When I remember what to say
When I remember what to say
You will know me again
And you forget to answer
Il tuo voto:
On a dusty road you sit
Fearfully in danger
The intentions of my attitude
Have mastered the adventure

In a state of trance
You may come and dance

You'll be placed in harmony
A degree of anger
You have landed painfully
Fearfully in danger

In a state of trance
You may come and dance
You may sing the void for me

Fearfully in danger
Fearfully in danger
Il tuo voto:
Will there be another time
Will there be another time
Another year, another wish to stay?

Will there be another time
Will there be another time
Another year, another wish to stay?

When the evening light wants to be so bright
And the morning sound is out of sight
Can there be another word to say
Or do we have to give it all away?

Many moons have to be found
At certain times you'll hear them pound
You can hear the hell bells praying

Many moons have to be found
At certain times you'll hear them pound
You can hear the hell bells praying

It is for granted hear their saying
We are all enchanted staying
Focussing on running down the drain
When those tears are carved inside your brain

New York Lower East Side fame
In a golden circle game
New York Lower East Side frame
New York Lower East Side fame
In a golden circle game
New York Lower East Side frame
Standing everywhere around
The fastest way to be found
At least I've given it away
To keep it only would have made me stay

Will there be another time?
Will there be another time?
Il tuo voto:
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow's parties.
And what shall she do and where will she go
When midnight comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door.

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
White silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties.
And what will she do with Thursday's rags
When Monday comes around?
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door.

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties?
For Thursday's child is Sunday's clown
For whom none will go mourning.
A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks - a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow's parties.
Il tuo voto:
He reminds all the laughter
That has left me going down
And my heart is falling silently
Into the driving evening sound

Sometimes we must keep from bringing
Certain thoughts up to the light
And a matter of the winning
In a case of two lips lies

I have been looking out for him
From over this broken bridge
The safest place it seems to be
To ever reach his purple lips
Il tuo voto:
Here she comes, you better watch your step
She's going to break your heart in two, it's true
It's not hard to realize
Just look into her false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down, what a clown

'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks

You're put down in her book
You're number 37, have a look
She's going to smile to make you frown, what a clown
Little boy, she's from the street
Before you start, you're already beat
She's gonna play you for a fool, yes it's true

'Cause everybody knows (She's a femme fatale)
The things she does to please (She's a femme fatale)
She's just a little tease (She's a femme fatale)
See the way she walks
Hear the way she talks
Il tuo voto:
This is the end, beautiful friend,
This is the end, my only friend.
The end of our elaborate plans,
The end of everything that stands,
The end, no safety no surprise,
The end, I'll never look into your eyes again.

Can you picture what we'll be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land?

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane,
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain.

There's danger on the edge of town,
Ride the King's highway, baby.
Weird scenes inside the gold mine,
Ride the highway West.

Ride the snake,
Ride the snake to the lake,
The ancient lake.
The snake is long, seven miles,
Ride the snake.
He's old and his skin is cold.
The West is the best


The West is the best
Get here and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver, where're you taking us?

The killer awoke before dawn,
he put his boots on.
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall.
He went to the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother.
And then he, he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door and he looked inside.
"Father?" "Yes, son?"
"I want to kill you. Mother, I want to ..."

Come on, baby, take a chance with us,
Come on, baby, take a chance with us,
Come on, baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus.

This is the end, beautiful friend,
This is the end, my only friend.
The end, it hurts to set you free,
But you'll never follow me.
The end of laughter and soft lies,
The end of nights we tried to die,
This is the end.
Il tuo voto:
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