Cover di The Live Anthology

The Live Anthology
Album - 24 novembre 2009 - Debaser id 821865

di Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers

Well, it was nearly summer we sat on your roof
Yeah, we smoked cigarettes and we stared at the moon
And I showed you stars you never could see
Babe, it couldn't have been that easy to forget about me

Baby, time meant nothing anything seemed real
Yeah, you could kiss like fire and you made me feel
Like every word you said was meant to be
It couldn't have been that easy to forget about me

Chorus:
Baby, even the losers
Get lucky sometimes
Even the losers
Keep a little bit of pride
They get lucky sometimes

Two cars parked on the overpass
Rocks hit the water like broken glass
I should 'a known right then it was too good to last
God, it's such a drag when you live in the past

Chorus
Il tuo voto:
I'm not much on mystery
Yeah, you gotta be careful
What you dream
I thought this might pass with time
Yeah, I thought I was satisfied

{Chorus}:
But oh baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
Baby let me tell you
I got a thing about you
It don't matter what you say
It don't matter what you do
I, I, I got a thing about you

Somewhere deep in the


Middle of the night
Lovers hold each other tight
Whisper in their anxious ears
Words of love that disappear

{Chorus}

Baby, you own
Some strange control over me
Yeah, it's so wild
It hypnotizes me

Raise both hands

{Chorus}
Il tuo voto:
It's alright if you love me,
It's alright if you don't
I'm not afraid of you runnin' away honey,
I get the feeling you won't

Say there ain't no sense in pretending,
Your eyes give you away
Something inside you is feeling like I do,
We said all there is to say
Baby..

Chorus
Breakdown, go ahead and give it to me
Breakdown, take me through the night
Breakdown, I'm standin here can't you see,
Breakdown, it's alright,
It's alright, it's alright

Chorus
Il tuo voto:
Call out the instigator
Because there's something in the air
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here
And you know it's right
And you know that it's right
We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together now
Run through the fields and houses
'Cause there's something in the air
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here
And you know it's right
And you know that it's right
We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together now
Call out the instigator
Because there's something in the air
We've got to get together sooner or later
Because the revolution's here
And you know it's right
And you know that it's right
We have got to get it together
We have got to get it together now
Il tuo voto:
We got somethin' we both know it
We don't talk too much about it
Yeah it ain't no real big secret all the same
Somehow we get around it
Listen it don't really matter to me baby
You believe what you want to believe
You see you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)

Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Tell me why you wanna lay there
And revel in your abandon
Honey it don't make no difference to me baby
Everybody's had to fight to be free

You see you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
Now baby you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)

Baby we ain't the first
I'm sure a lot of other lover's been burned
Right now this seems real to you
But it's one of those things
You gotta feel to be true

Somewhere, somehow somebody
Must have kicked you around some
Who knows, maybe you were kidnapped
Tied up, taken away and held for ransom
Honey, it don't really matter to me
Everybody's had to fight to be free

You see you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
Now baby you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
Baby you don't have to live like a refugee
(Don't have to live like a refugee)
Il tuo voto:
Well I started out down a dirty road
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
And the town lit up, the world got still

I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing

Well the good ol' days may not return
And the rocks might melt and the sea may burn

I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing

Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart, steal your crown
So I've started out, for God knows where
I guess I'll know when I get there

I'm learning to fly, around the clouds,
But what goes up must come down

I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing
Il tuo voto:
She grew up in an Indiana town,
Had a good-lookin' mama who never was around.
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights.

Well, she moved down here at the age of eighteen.
She blew the boys away, was more than they'd seen.
I was introduced and we both started groovin'.
I said, "I dig you baby, but I got to keep movin' on.
Keep movin' on."

Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.

Well, I don't know, but I've been told,
You never slow down, you never grow old.
I'm tired of screwin' up, tired of going down,
Tired of myself, tired of this town.

Oh, my, my. Oh, hell, yes.
Honey, put on that party dress.
Buy me a drink, sing me a song.
Take me as I come 'cause I can't stay long.

Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.

There's pigeons down on Market Square.
She's standin' in her underwear,
Lookin' down from a hotel room.
Nightfall will be comin' soon.

Oh, my, my. Oh, hell, yes.
You got to put on that party dress.
It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone.
I hit my last number and walked to the road.

Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin' in and I'm tired of this town again.
Il tuo voto:
You got me in a corner
You got me against the wall
I got nowhere to go
I got nowhere to fall

Take back your insurance
Baby nothin's guaranteed
Take back your acid rain
Let your T.V. bleed

(Chorus)
You're jammin' me, you're jammin' me,
Quit jammin' me
Baby you can keep me painted in a corner
You can walk away, but it's not over

Take back your angry slander
Take back your pension plan
Take bakc your ups and downs of your life
In raisin-land

Take back Vanessa Redgrave
Take back Joe Piscopo
Take back Eddie Murphy
Give 'em all some place to go

(Chorus)

Take back your iranian torture
And the apple in young Steve's eye
Yeah take back your losing streak
Check your front wheel drive

Take back Pasadena
Take back El Salvador
Take back that country club
They're tryin' to build outside my door
Il tuo voto:
Don't go crazy now
Take it easy
I just can't hold out forever

Don't you lie to me?
You said me you love
Don't say you dont remember

Cause you told me
Yeah you did
And I'm not gonna let you forget

Well I'm down on my knees
And I'm begging again
You tell me why you have to pretend
I know you want me, why don't you give in?

Surrender

Don't let me down
I just can't hang around
Feeling this way forever

On your balcony
You said you love me
Don't say you don't remember

Cause you told me
Yeah you did
And I'm not gonna let you forget

Well I'm down on my knees
And I'm begging again
You tell me why you have to pretend
I don't like it when you looking at him

Surrender
Surrender to me
Baby surrender, surrender

Surrender
Surrender to me
Baby surrender, surrender
Il tuo voto:
"Goin' down to Lillian's Music Store
To buy a black diamond string
Gonna wind it up on my guitar
Gonna make that silver sing

Like it was Dreamville
A long time ago
A million miles away
All the trees were green
In Dreamville

I keep wakin' up all by myself
With a Blue Jay in my brain
Flappin' his wings
Making me sing
It was just about to rain

Like it was Dreamville
Where I was born
Light-years from here
And the air smelled good
In Dreamville

Like it was Dreamville
A long time ago
Light-years from here
And the trees were green
In Dreamville

Ridin' with my momma
To Glen Springs Pool
Water was cold
My lips were blue
There was rock and roll
Across the dial
When I think of her
It makes me smile

Like it was Dreamville
A long time ago
A million miles away
All the trees were green
In Dreamville
In Dreamville

It was in Dreamville
A long time ago
Light-years from here
And the air smelled good
In Dreamville
In Dreamville"
Il tuo voto:
Look, we got another one
Just like the other ones
Another bad-ass
Another trouble-maker
I'm scared, ain't you boys scared
Oh, wonder if he's
Gonna show us what bad is
Boys, we got a man
With a dog collar on
You think we oughtta
Throw ol' Spike a bone
(Make me say...)

Aw, here's another misfit
Another Jimmy Dean
Bet he's got a motorbike
What do y'all think
Bet if we be good, we get a ride on it


If he ain't too mad about the future
Maybe we oughtta help him see
The future ain't what it used to be
Listen, hey Spike, what do you like
Hey Spike, what do you like
(Oh, I say...)

(Oh, I said...)
Aw hey Spike, what do you like
Hey Spike, you're scarin' my wife
Hey Spike, tell us 'bout life
Could you tell me 'bout life
I got me a dog collar too boy
Might make me safe
I say aw
I might say...
Might say...
Il tuo voto:
Well, she was an American girl,
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinking that
there was a little more to life
Somewhere else
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
And if she had to die
Tryin', she
Had one little promise she was gonna keep

Chorus:
Oh yeah, alright,
Take it easy, baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl.

Well, it was kind of cold that night,
She stood alone on the balcony
Yeah, she could hear the cars roll by,
Out on four forty one like
Waves crashing on the beach,
And for one desperate moment there
He crept back in her memory
God, it's so painful when something that's so close
Is still so far out of reach

Chorus
Il tuo voto:
There's a southern accent. where I
come from
The young'uns call it country
The yankees call it dumb
I got my own way of talkin'
But everything is done. with a
southern accent
Where I come from-

Now that drunk tank in Atlanta's
Just a motel room to me
Think I might go work Orlando
If them orange groves don't freeze
I got my own way of workin'
But everything is run. with a
southern accent
Where I come from-

For just a minute there I was
dreaming
For just a minute it were all so real
For just a minute she was standing
there. with me

There's a dream I keep having
Where my mama comes to me
And she kneels down over by the window
And says a prayer for me
I got my own way of prayin'
But everyone's begun
With a southern accent
Where I come from-

I got my own way of livin'
But everything gets done
With southern accent
Where I come from
Il tuo voto:
Oh baby don't it feel like heaven right now
Don't it feel like something from a dream
Yeah I've never known nothing quite like this
Don't it feel like tonight might never be again
Baby we know better than to try and pretend
No one coulda ever told me 'bout this
I said yeah yeah

Chorus
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part

Well yeah I might have chased a couple women around
All it ever got me was down
Then there were those that made me feel good
But never as good as I'm feeling right now
Baby you're the only one that's ever known how
To make me wanna laugh like I wanna laugh now
I said yeah yeah

Chorus
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part

Oh don't let it kill you baby, don't let it get to you
Don't let it kill you baby, don't let it get to you
I'll be your bleedin' heart, I'll be your cryin' fool
Don't let this go too far
Don't let it get to you

yeah yeah

Chorus
The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you get one more yard
You take it on faith, you take it to the heart
The waiting is the hardest part
Yeah the waiting is the hardest part

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
It's the hardest part
oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
It's the hardest part
Il tuo voto:
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