Schlagwort-Archive: Talking Heads

Angelique Kidjo trifft Talking Heads – Born Under Punches

Take a look at these hands
Take a look at these hands
The hand speaks, the hand of a government man
Well I’m a tumbler born under punches, I’m so thin

All I want is to breathe
(I’m too thin)
Won’t you breathe with me?
Find a little space, so we move in-between
(In-between it)
And keep one step ahead, of yourself

Don’t you miss it, don’t you miss it
Some of you people just about missed it
Last time to make plans
And I’m a tumbler, I’m a government man

Never seen anything like that before
Falling bodies tumble ‚cross the floor
(Well I’m a tumbler)
When you get to where you wanna be
(Thank you! Thank you!)
When you get to where you wanna be
(Well, don’t even mention it)

Oh, take a look at these hands, they’re passing in-between us
Take a look at these hands
Take a look at these hands, you don’t have to mention it
No thanks, I’m a government man

And the heat goes on and the heat goes on
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on
And the heat goes on where the hand has been
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on

And the heat goes on
(I got time)
And the heat goes on
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on
And the heat goes on, where the hand has been
And the heat goes on and the heat goes on

I’m not a drowning man
And I’m not a burning building! I’m a tumbler
Drowning cannot hurt a man
Fire cannot hurt a man, not the government man

All I want is to breathe
(Thank you, thank you)
Won’t you breathe with me?
Find a little space so we move in-between
(I’m so thin)
And keep one step ahead of yourself
(I’m catching up with myself)

All I want is to breathe
Won’t you breathe with me?
(Hands of a government man)
Find a little space so we move in-between
And keep one step ahead of yourself
(Don’t you miss it! Don’t you miss it!)

All I want is to breathe
Won’t you breathe with me?

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Talking Heads – Psycho Killer

I can’t seem to face up to the facts
I’m tense and nervous and I
Can’t relax
I can’t sleep ‚cause my bed’s on fire
Don’t touch me I’m a real live wire

[Chorus:]
Psycho Killer
Qu’est-ce que c’est
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better
Run run run run run run run away
Psycho Killer
Qu’est-ce que c’est
Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-far better
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, away

You start a conversation you can’t even finish it.
You’re talking a lot, but you’re not saying anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?

[Chorus]

Ce que j’ai fais, ce soir la
Ce qu’elle a dit, ce soir la
Realisant mon espoir
Je me lance, vers la gloire, OK
We are vain and we are blind
I hate people when they’re not polite

 

 


18-12-2010 – Talking Heads – And She Was

And she was lying in the grass
And she could hear the highway breathing
And she could see a nearby factory
She’s making sure she is not dreaming
See the lights of a neighbor’s house
Now she’s starting to rise
Take a minute to concentrate
And she opens up her eyes

CHORUS:
The world was moving and she was right there with it (and she was)
The world was moving she was floating above it (and she was) and she was

And she was drifting through the backyard
And she was taking off her dress
And she was moving very slowly
Rising up above the earth
Moving into the universe
Drifting this way and that
Not touching ground at all
Up above the yard

CHORUS

She was glad about it… no doubt about it
She isn’t sure where she’s gone
No time to think about what to tell them
No time to think about what she’s done
And she was

And she was looking at herself
And things were looking like a movie
She had a pleasant elevation
She’s moving out in all directions

CHORUS

Joining the world of missing persons (and she was)
Missing enough to feel alright (and she was)


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