Cover di New Wave

New Wave
Album - 22 febbraio 1993 - Debaser id 32498

di The Auteurs

I took a show girl
for my bride
Thought my life
would be right
Took her bowling
got her high
Got myself a showgirl bride

Took a job on the side
In a health shop
keeps me well
Got my mantra for life
Got my karma
And a showgirl bride

All my life
All her life
All our life

I married a showgirl
That's for life

She can't work
in the wintertime
I can't work anytime now
Go to libraries all the while
Looking for a notice
Looking for a name

All my life
All her life
All our life
I married a showgirl
That's for life

I took a showgirl
For my bride
Sprinkled stardust
on my wife
Took her bowling
got her high
Got myself a showgirl bride
Don't you recognise me?
Il tuo voto:
Your star is descending
Round here blindly
Tell your dancing daughter
That there's no room
on the wing
We can bitch
but it ain't tinsel town
Hey! Starchild
Can't dance
Left out on a useless limb
This party will start
To drag you down
Slap your face
and pull your hair

Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this skin is shed
Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this thing is dead

I was in traction
started off smiling
Couldn't help laughing
I was astounded when
They caught you unaware
And some missionary said
That this week
we've got to shot
All the dancing girls
And then replace them
With satellites instead.

Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this skin is shed
Bailed out, bailed out
Bailed out, this thing is dead

Like to see something change
Around here, around there
Il tuo voto:
They were failing dutifully
If you're going to fail at all
Failing came more easily
Than it did to us all
And I wanted to be there
See them begin
It was easy to see they were
The best band to be in
I gave up drugging
When you spiked my drink
Stopped freeloading
When I could not get in
I gave up singing
When I was told
I could not dance
Knew my place in the world
When I heard them start

Woke up Sunday morning
With a hole
the size of my pool
Couldn't believe
I'd grown so ugly
Couldn't believe
I'd been so cruel
I should have set back
Thought about their past
East coast to west coast
How they'd struggled
for their art

Some people
were born to write
Some people
were born to dance
Thought I knew
my place in the world
Thought I knew my art
Glad to be there, see them begin
It was easy to see
They were the best band to be in
Il tuo voto:
Junk shop clothes
Will get you nowhere
Theyre out of season
Its betrayal with no treason
Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
There is no reason why
Your mother was a seamstress

Claim soutine never spent
A thrift shop dime
In this life
Lenny bruce never walked
In a dead mans shoes
Even for one night

Junk shop clothes
Will get you nowhere
No summer pavilion
No shooting season
Junk shop clothes
Will get you...
For the rest of your life
And the sun never shone
On your frame pale and wan
Il tuo voto:
Who cares about
your mystic lies
Is it a claim to some reality?
I found myself barefoot
on stones
I don't think
`It just had to be'
I don't think
`It just had to be'

So how can it be pre-arranged
When there's no order anyway
I found myself barefoot
on stones
I don't think
`It just had to be'
It wasn't in the stars that day

Good fortune smile
Good fortune smile
On my ascendant star
??Take heed,?? small talk
Don't trust the stars

I know that it's insufferable
Visionary can be so vain
To think that somewhere
There's a path for you
I know it makes
it seem mundane
It makes it all seem
so mundane

Good fortune smile
Good fortune smile
On my ascendant star
??Take heed,?? small talk
Don't trust the stars
Il tuo voto:
When I first met you
You were not house trained
A backwoods trier
The world's your oyster
Your time is mine
What's yours is mine all mine
There's no honour
Amongst thieves
So we worked together
A varied rich
and famous crime
You had your motives
I had mine
For a soul to find
Little piece rub off on mine

Trinkets, memorabilia
Diamonds for the taking
One mans treasure
never meant a thing
When I was housebreaking

Took a buckshot landing
From my most famous client
Must have lost it in the fall
Came away empty handed

When I first met you
I was not housetrained
Il tuo voto:
Never saw
your drivers eyes
Or me on parking street
We were planning
your demise
Your chauffeur's tired
But you're still on heat
Downtown,
you're burning down
I'm sick of parking cars...
There are only
two people here
Who are worthy
Of your pool
and your palace
So stand down now
Stand down
You're standing down...

Never thought
I'd see the day
When your pale face
turned grey
Got no guts, got no fame
Your epitaph
Sorely missed
Your unfaithful slave
Il tuo voto:
Early years
were a shroud man
Only a grey cloud
Shot in the dark
Hanging out
with your dad
His plans for revenge
In some hick-town
caravan park
Never keep
a good one down
Early years
were a dreadnought
Waiting to tread board
And my work
down the pan
Hanging round
By the back door
One foot in
the stage door
Some disaffected
fly-by man

Got wired by a cable
Got wild on a table
Scared the shit out of me
All for the free state
The snow and
the greasepaint
I left the singing family
Il tuo voto:
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