Marc Almond - Never to be next
Tekst :
Wholely naked
My my worn towel serving as loin cloth
Face turned red
Hands clutching at soap and froth
(Next, next)
I was barely 20
And we were over 100
Being the followers of the one who led
(Next, next)
I was still 20
When my innocense was revealed
In a mobile brothel of an army
In the field
(Next, next)
Maybe I would have liked
A little touch of tenderness
Maybe a word
Or maybe a caress
But no
(Next, next)
It was not Waterloo
And it was not Arcole
It was the moment
When I regreted missing school
(Next, next)
But i swear on hearing that sergeant
Who was not worth tuppens
It was a dirty trick that
? made his armies of impotence
(Next, next)
I swear by the head
Of my first bout of syphillis
It s that voice
That voice that sticks
Like a fist
(Next, next)
That voice that stinks of garlic
Foul drink and crud
It s the voice of nations
And the voice of blood
(Next, next)
And since then
Each woman in the heat
Of succuming in my skinny arms
Seems to be murmering
Next, next
Next deary, next sonny
All the followers of the world
Would hold each others hand
For in my delerium, well I scream and demand
He s next....well I m not delerious
I act as a reasoner
Say, it s more humiliating to be the followed
Than the follower
(Next, next, next, next)
One day I ll cut my legs off
Or even become a nun
I ll hang anything
So long as I m not anyone
Never to be next
Never to be next
Never to be next
Next, next
Please don t pick me next
Never to be next
I want never...never...never....never....never....never to be next
Inne utwory
Things you loved me for Sleepwalker Blond boy Born to cry Tenderness is a weakness Cara a cara Tantalise me City of nights Contempt The edge of heartbreak Jacky Jackal jackal Toreador in the rain My guardian angel Money for love Incestuous love Disease and desire The idol Losowe utwory
Blue - One Love
It s kind of funny
How life can change
Can flip 180 in a matta of days
Sometimes love works in mysterious ways
One day you wake up
Gone without a trace
I refuse to give up...
Los Angeles, at the corner of sunset and fairfax, walking west
Ooh, I love the smell of violence in the evening.
Hey Bob George fuck off alright.
I just got my grand wake up call.
7 pm I woke up with a gun in my...
Splitting of median entity
Practice of doubt
I look for the truth
in the silent shine of your eyes
Speaking with the forces of the air
Good vibrations, cries and whispers
United in the great enchantment of sound
To die remaining invisible
To fly with the wings of anti-time
To unload the wagons of nothing
To fling your heart behind...
Tell me
am I your baby?
You misunderstood me
just want a piece of your ass, yeah
Impress me
After all, I m a lady
and dude, if you bore me
I send you back to your wife
You re just a boytoy baby (lalalalalala)
you re just a boytoy baby
Boytoy baby
Boytoy baby
Romance,
I don t want no romance
You can...
Thought you had all the answers
Rest your heart upon
But something happens
Don t see it coming, now
You can t stop yourself
Now you re out there swimming
In the deep
In the deep
Life keeps tumbling you heart in circles
Till you let go
Till you shed your pride and you climb to heaven
And you throw yourself...