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Nine Objects of Desire
Album - 1995 - Debaser id 15267

di Suzanne Vega

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Headshots (03:08)
Suzanne Vega • Nine Objects of Desire
Lyrics by Suzanne Vega
Music by Mitchell Froom and Suzanne Vega

The sign said "Headshots"
And that was all,
A picture of a boy
And a number you could call,
Two eyes in the shade
A mouth so sad and small,
It's strange the way a shadow
Can fall across the wall,
And make the difference
In what you see
Ah...

He's just a poster, but
He's everywhere,
A face under a street lamp
Ripped and hanging in the air,
Turn the corner
And he's still there,
Watching all the people
Who are passing unaware,
Is there a judgement
In what he sees?
Ah...

On a day
As cold
And gray
As today...


The sign says "Headshots"
It's all I see,
A boy becomes a picture
Of guilt and sympathy,
And so I think of you
In memory
Of the days we were together,
And I knew that you loved me
That was the difference
In what we see,
But that's history...
Ah...

Copyright ⌦㜱㬴 1996 WB Music Corp.(ASCAP)/Waifersongs, Ltd. (ASCAP)/Wyoming Flesh Publishing (ASCAP)


All Rights Reserved/Used By Permission

Suzanne Vega - vocals
Pete Thomas - drums
Steve Donnelly - electric guitars
Bruce Thomas - bass
Mitchell Froom - keyboards
Tchad Blake - whistle sample
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Caramel (02:53)
Suzanne Vega • Nine Objects of Desire
Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega

It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long for you.


It won't do
to stir a deep desire,
to fan a hidden fire
that can never burn true.


I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;


But I don't know
how I would live with myself,
what I'd forgive of myself
if you don't go.


So goodbye,
sweet appetite,
no single bite
could satisfy...


I know your name,
I know your skin,
I know the way
these things begin;


But I don't know
how I would live with myself,
what I would give of myself
if you don't go.


It won't do
to dream of caramel,
to think of cinnamon
and long
for you.
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Stockings (03:30)
Suzanne Vega • Nine Objects of Desire
Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega

I don't care for tights, she says
and does not tell me why
She hikes her skirt above her knee
revealing one brown thigh

I see, I say, and wonder at
her slender little fingers
How cleverly they pull upon
the threads of recent slumbers


Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
It's between the binding of
her stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah)

She stayed up so late I thought
she'd ask me to go dance
But something in the way she laughed
told me I had no chance

The fiction in her family
was that she was never nice
I'd say she was very
I just did not see the price

Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
When the gin and tonic
makes the room begin to spin.
(oh yeah)

There may be attraction here
but it will never flower
So I'm assigned to read her mind, now
in this witching hour

Here's no game for those who claim
to be easily bruised
But how can I complain
when she's so easily amused?

Do you know where friendship ends
and passion does begin?
(When she does not show you
the way out on the way in) --
It's between the binding
of her stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah)
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Casual Match (03:10)
Suzanne Vega • Nine Objects of Desire
Lyrics by Suzanne Vega
Music by Suzanne Vega & Mitchell Froom

I only turned to see
What hand had set this inner field alight
Against the flame I see
The outline of a man against a night

Take back your sympathy
I do not need to drink that bitter stuff
I'd rather break the thread
That bound us close, and say we called a bluff

A casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?

My eyes have gone to coal
It's nothing I would be concerned about
Observe the moment
When the heat of love becomes the chill of doubt

A casual match
In a very dry field
Fire and ash
Is the season's yield

We look for a sign
But it is not revealed
Fire and ash is the
Season's yield
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No Cheap Thrill (03:10)
Suzanne Vega • Nine Objects of Desire
Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega

Ante up. And don't be shy.
Who is that man who is catching my eye?
What's underneath all of the deadpan face?
Sitting so pretty with a criminal grace?


Lamebrain Pete wants to Spit in the Sea.
He's got a cool hand but it isn't for me.
Butcher Boy thinks he'll be splitting the pot.
But I've seen what he's got and it isn't a lot.


(When deuces are wild you can follow the queen.
I'd go too except I know where she's been.)


I'll see you, I'll call you, I'll raise you
But it's no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.


I limit the straddles, and you shuffle and deal.
When will the dealer reveal how he feels?
Is the lucky beginner just a five-card stud?
Is this winning streak going to be nipped in the bud?


I'll see you, I'll call you, I'll raise you
But it's no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.


I'll match you, I'll bet you, I'll play you,
But it's no cheap thrill
It will cost you, cost you, cost you
Anything you have to pay.
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World Before Columbus (03:26)
Suzanne Vega • Nine Objects of Desire
Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega

If your love were taken from me
Every color would be black and white
It would be as flat as the world before Columbus
That's the day that I lose half my sight


If your life were taken from me
All the trees would freeze in this cold ground
It would be as cruel as the world before Columbus
Sail to the edge and I'd be there looking down


Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh they never will have you


And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth
Of you so rare


If your love were taken from me
Every light that's bright would soon go dim
It would be as dark as the world before Columbus
Down the waterfall and I'd swim over the brim


Those men who lust for land
And for riches strange and new
Who love those trinkets of desire
Oh they will never have you


And they'll never know the gold
Or the copper in your hair
How could they weigh the worth
Of you so rare
Il tuo voto:
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Lolita (03:33)
Suzanne Vega • Nine Objects of Desire
Lyrics by Suzanne Vega
Music by Suzanne Vega and Mitchell Froom

Lolita
Almost grown
Lolita
Go on home


Hey girl
Don't be a dog all your life
Don't beg for
Some little crumb of affection


Don't try
To be somebody's wife
So young
You need a word of protection


Lolita
Almost grown
Lolita
Go on home


Hey girl
I've been where you are standing
Leaning in the doorway
In your mother's black dress


So hungry
For the one understanding
Looking for a token of
Blood or tenderness


Lolita
Almost grown
Lolita
Go on home


Lolita...
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Tombstone (03:07)
Suzanne Vega • Nine Objects of Desire
Music & Lyrics by Suzanne Vega

I like a tombstone cause it
weathers well
and if it stands or if it crumbles
only time will tell


if you carve my name in marble
you must cut it deep
there'll be no dancing on the gravestone
you must let me sleep
and time is burning burning burning
it burns away


I don't need to see the gates of
famous men
but I do try to see the kingdom
every now and then


if you ask me where it is it's on a
humble map
and I know that to enter in the doorway
show your handicap
and time is burning burning burning
it burns away
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