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"I can't stay here tonight"

Open up your tired eyes
And force yourself to smile
Yesterday was yesterday
It's gone, it's tomorrow now
It's here, it's tomorrow now
Now I must go
But I'll see you again

When?
Oh, please don't ask me when
I'll call, I'll write
But I can not stay here tonight
No, I can not stay here tonight
I can't stay here tonight

Light me up a cigarette
And check that my bags are packed
Something I was gonna say
It's gone - till another time
But how long till that other time
I hate to go
But I'll be back again

5nizza Я с тобой

Иди ко мне
И холодно, и смешно мне
Как будто снег на дне
И нет его
Вода ли, слёзы ли
Не всё равно ли?
Все нули равны нулю.
Нам сказали минуту назад,
Что завтра не будет,
Мы больные люди.
Мы любили
Мы любим
Мы будем,
Но об этом - ни слова
Ни злого
Не повезло вам
Я не верю словам
Я не верю словам

Я с тобой
Мы ветра, двери, пропасти
Я с тобой
Нас не спасти, стой, прости
Я с тобой
После нежной жестокости
Я с тобой
О-о-о-о-о-о
Я с тобой
Улыбаются улицы
Я с тобой
Волны берегу шёпотом
Я с тобой
Наше небо волнуется
Я с тобой
Пропади оно пропадом


Придумай мне имя
Намекни мне
Приснись прикоснись
Весна не со мной
Новый снег
Нет покоя
Нет покоя пока я не успокоюсь
Не моя дорога ты
С высоты в пустоту
Мой свет
Твой день
Где ответ?

Ветра уносят ночью
I`m in love with you
In love with you
Так устал играть, выбирать
Но я так и не успел тебе сказать

Я с тобой
Мы ветра, двери, пропасти
Я с тобой
Нас не спасти, стой, прости
Я с тобой
После нежной жестокости
Я с тобой
О-о-о-о-о-о
Я с тобой
Улыбаются улицы
Я с тобой
Волны берегу шёпотом
Я с тобой
Наше небо волнуется
Я с тобой
Пропади оно пропадом

[wouldnt_even]

The Libertines: Last post on the bugle

If I have to go
I will be thinking of your love
Oh somehow you'll know
You will know
Thinking of your love
Slyly they whispered away
As I played the last post on the bugle
I heard them say
Oh that boy's no different today
Except in every single way
If I have to go
I will be thinking of your love
Oh somehow you'll know
just know you'll
Thinking of your love

Oh, I was carried away
Caught up in an affray
as they let him away, he sang
We'll meet again someday
oh my boy, there's a price to pay

If I have to go
I will be thinking of your love
Oh somehow you'll know
I don't how but you'll know
I'll be thinking of your love
La-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Inside I felt
So, so alone
Locked in a room
Waiting til kingdom come
Although I felt elated
I felt like I was scum
I was carried away
Caught up in an affray

As they let him away, he sang
We'll meet again some day
Oh my boy, there's a price to pay

Feels like I've never been away
Though it's been longer than I could possibly say
I've been wandering the market
Carrying a sign, saying the end of...

The world is nigh
I'm glad to see we're still tight
The bonds that tie a man are tight
Yet we do what we do
With ritual habitually
All through the night

[wouldnt_even]

Babyshambles - Babyshambles

The first news was there's Americans on the shore
Maybe maybe maybe now we're all going to war
Maybe maybe maybe they will be running for the door
Maybe maybe maybe they will be screaming out for more
Got the tickets and a dirty nose
No one wants to help but everybody knows
Start with babyshambles and your friends will come to blows
And babyshambled when you're timid at the shows

You don't need no one
You don't need no one who feels the same old way
Oh it's a shame, we were just getting comfy

The first news was there's Americans on the shore
Maybe maybe maybe now we're all going to war
Maybe maybe maybe they will be screaming out for more
Maybe maybe maybe they will be running for the door

The first news was there's Americans on the shore
Arabs on the beach, lovers on the floor
Maybe maybe maybe we are all going to war
Maybe maybe maybe...

[Bloody Marja]

Theatre of Tragedy-A rose for the Dead


oh - my dearest; the sweet music in the ear -
albeit, daresay I, the lullaby of an everso dark sleep.

my precious,likest thou
what emergeth yon the distant?
the throbbing and breathing of life's machinery!
wanion its oh so damndest soul!
with the devil-instrument it we shall reap,
after the banquet obscur'd in our thole,
its blood so lovingly across our faces

smearlord of carnagel,
lady of carnagel,
one funeral maketh many,
swarm god's acres;

two indeed more:
blest treat of delight -
give praise for the blood it bled,
grant a rose for the dead!
grant a rose for the dead!

enraptur'd by the timeless
beauty of theshadowsphere,
we two abide the overlook'd
time of the watch.
make this cherish'd feast lastbut
until the new dawn ascendeth.
be still - harken the lure of night!
bale in each its damndest shadow,
cloth me in night, ne'er fell rue,
in its face, behold!
naught save grue.

pray, ne'er come hither daylight!
velvet darkness,
thee we ourselves bestow!
wane to dust the wight,misery it in velvet fright